1. |
The Dead Inside
03:49
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I can’t believe you had me going there for a minute
To Such a place one dares not comprehend less visit
Where A billion eyes are fixed on points flung like clay pigeons
Where I can’t run
And I can’t hide
Paralytic to the touch of
Paralytic to the touch of
The dead inside
The heavy feel and stench of confidence in money
Hangs in the air like some bored foreman of gods jury
As Endless webs of open arms close in a hurry
Now I can’t run
And I can’t hide
Paralytic to the touch of
Paralytic to the touch of
The dead inside
it was not me that shaped this ugly spell
It sure as hell wont be me paying for it now
I can’t believe you had me switch the lens for a minute
Thinking the world was something more than how I see it
Still I can’t run
And I can’t hide
Paralytic to the touch of
Paralytic to the touch of
Paralytic to the touch of
The dead inside
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2. |
Beneath The Waves
04:51
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Beneath the waves
I’ve been drifting toward
A swelling daze
In a solemn fog
Soft spirits play
Against a raging fire
As ribboned flags tear from the spire
In these days of permanence
I trace the dark wells of your eyes
Waves catch me at a loss
I'm sorry I can't say
To be tuned into it all
Is as good as a lost frequency
Waves catch me at a loss
I'm sorry I can't stay
To be tuned into it all
Is as good as a lost frequency
Distorted light
I drag myself into
another side
Of a collapsing view
Captured by
A feeling that won't break
unseen hands shaking me awake
In these days of distancing
I break the silence with a smile
Raising hands, surrendering
To Static screams across the dial
Waves catch me at a loss
I'm sorry I can't say
To be tuned into it all
Is as good as a lost frequency
Waves catch me at a loss
I'm sorry I can't stay
To be tuned into it all
Is as good as a lost frequency
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Palm Ghosts Nashville, Tennessee
Palm Ghosts is the sound of an 80s prom in a war zone…located in the dead heart of country music, Nashville,
TN.
More at home in rainy Manchester, the quartet weaves cinematic dream pop and new wave with brooding post punk.
Embracing their 80’s idols, like New Order, The Cure, David Bowie, John Carpenter and even Divine, Palm Ghosts take the genre to soaring new heights.
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