1. |
Cloud Valley
02:50
|
|||
You
You left your home
For a journey
To the valley
Hidden in the clouds
And you
You left your friends
And your family
But just for a short while
Just for a short flight
But you didn’t really spread your wings
How can you even call that flying?
It was more like a throw-up
And you surely threw up
On your way down
|
||||
2. |
Holding Hands
02:56
|
|||
3. |
Ceaseless
04:11
|
|||
Capture the ceaseless son/sun
What we had
We both lost
Blindfolded, by our own
With our wounds
Slowly ripening
Where lilies and hatred mound
Hidden but seeping out
Found ourselves full of sin
Wretched and menacing
Follow the heathen's signs
A distant hymn
From the moorlands
Moult your last chafing skin
Our children's rage
Our parent's shame
Endlessly chasing on
Capture the ceaseless son/sun
Cherish what blossoms now
While all else decays
|
||||
4. |
Hound and Child
06:16
|
|||
I found a way
To keep him still
Touch him again
And I’ll bite
I found a way
I’ll keep him safe
I’ll keep him close
If they come near
I’ll rip their throats
Years of exhaust
Took its toll
He sleeps in white grass
Far from home
I found a way
Born without scars
To a hostile place
They taught him fear
And me to hate
We ran away
We ran away
I saw, they came
I saw, they came
I saw him fall
I saw him break
I'll kill them all
Too keep him safe
We ran away
I found a way
To keep him still
Touch him again
And I'll bite
I found a way
|
||||
5. |
Hitherto
03:32
|
|||
6. |
Tell Me About 0141
05:58
|
|||
You embody a rift
I can't partake
An unriveled joy
In a violent haze
The love of two tigers
Each in their own ache
With your frosted hands
Touch my halite face
I asked you out
On your voicemail again
I can't keep chasing you
Like a dog chases the wind
My bark had grown thick
I'd gotten used to it
But you're a firestorm
Inside a silver shell
Promises
Breaking up
I can't withstand
You stupid fucks
Hate machine
Leaking blood
Let me lick
Your wounds my love
You, chained to an awkward set of limbs
I, encased in this flesh imprisonment
Seeking shelter from an awful world
We'll squeeze
Eachothers warmth
But no matter how tight we shove
It'll never be close enough
|
idiosyncrasy Stockholm, Sweden
idiosyncrasy is a project of Stockholm based Theo Nilsson Häll.
FB @idiosyncrasy
IG @real.idiosyncrasy
Streaming and Download help
idiosyncrasy recommends:
If you like idiosyncrasy, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp