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Go to bed and rest.
Take your meds.
The fever is slowly sinking.
Your legs are still unsteady.
Me and mom will be downstairs, watching TV.
Wake up and put on some clothes.
We have to drive to town.
Getting some groceries.
The forest seems calm, it's windy.
And the trees are dancing in the wind.
Is this heaven?
Look out of the window.
It's snowing. The year is almost over.
And nothing of this happened.
You're not real.
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Muddy Roads
02:51
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I believe that when I go to bed
These spirits lay bad dreams upon my head.
They were born some years ago.
In the shadows of my room.
I walk these muddy roads,
every once in a while.
And I try to come back home
before it gets too dark.
And then, when I lay down
the night puts it's color on my heart.
Get the candles and put them on the dresser
So we can see our silhouettes, just like in the movies.
I feel a weight inside my chest.
not sure what I would be without it.
And then they show up, standing at the windows,
looking inside.
They look familiar, but you say that it's just the past.
And then I just ask tiredly when I get to rest.
Time to throw some wood into the oven, so it won't get out.
In the morning I will clean up the mess you left behind.
And I will realize that maybe you left coat or something else.
The wind will blow through the open door as I walk into the forest.
Maybe for the last time, maybe not.
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Conifer Hell
03:44
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In the darkest night
You left my side,
ill be waiting for your
return.
The loneliest place
on the earth's face
is this house,
is this room.
The last breath you took
That i was part of
still echoes
in my head.
And even we're apart
it's not by heart
but by miles
and time.
Conifer Hell.
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Tristesse is my friend
When im on the road.
Almost crashed into a car.
I said sorry to you.
Burnt by coldness
Your hands were blue.
We were at places where darkness comes through.
Collecting every detail.
I'm the tree top.
I'm the roots.
We were left with questions,
„can you count on me, can I count on you?“
I don't feel static.
I come in different shades of blue.
still remember every move,
we made in that town by the woods,
The breathing in rooms with wood panelled walls.
An old cabin, dark and without lights,
At 3 p.m. it got darker, became night.
Another memory:
Us standing by the road.
(Standing by the road)
You were wearing a coat.
(I was wearing my coat)
We weren't afraid.
(I wasn't afraid)
But we weren't good.
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