1. |
Feverish
02:41
|
|
||
2. |
The Darkness We're In
05:23
|
|
||
oh the sea's full of dead
oh we paid the villain to have our back
the gun that once freed a friend
will appear in some stranger's hand
and now I see the connections of all things
and the darkness we're in
you profiteer in silence from oppression and violence
I mean, who's that shaking hands in a dirty back lane?
the good and the bad, the bad and the good
you know, I always thought I'd understood
the gun that once freed a friend
will appear in some stranger's hand
we're the smallest part of a horrible plan
does the villain just change his face
and the palace changes hands?
|
||||
3. |
Interlude
01:17
|
|
||
4. |
For The Kids
05:16
|
|
||
you awoke in unknown times
your golden heart - it can't see
any differences between you and me
lord can we overcome all vindictive plans?
we will teach you all the crimes that make this world go around
we hand out all our guns to the next generation in line
lord can we overcome all vindictive plans
to save who loves and needs us the most?
|
||||
5. |
The Tribe
05:55
|
|
||
our ancient prayer, set in stone
losing shape in a beating storm
our future builds on a bad, bad loan
and we don't feel like we ever got to bring it home again
what are the words we believe in?
our tribe, it falls into pieces
oh you're born into an everlasting war
this place's a burning star and we fade away
oh we bet on people's life & death
and sell our fruit before it's grown - welcome, you're home
what are the words we believe in?
our tribe, it falls into pieces
a good heart's a weight, ideals are chains I can hardly bear
stay! pray! for a tribe that falls into pieces
we sing our hymn of an everlasting growth
& it gives peace to my soul as it fades away
give me rain & love that's true
and fire that glints in our deadpan eyes
promise of growth, we believe it
blood on your hand, we will shake it
dead in the end, so we go
dead in the end, so we go
promise of growth, we believe it
blood on your hand, we will shake it
dead in the end, so we go
our tribe, it falls into pieces
|
||||
6. |
Drown Pt.I
07:33
|
|
||
I drown in the words I'll never say
'til it's too late
from the day one of us goes down to his grave
down to his grave
oh mama
am I trapped in the game of
proving any shit to anyone?
to myself, as a friend,
as a lover and a son
oh mama
|
||||
7. |
Drown Pt.II
08:50
|
|
Sid Vision Berlin, Germany
Sid Vision is the moniker of Berlin-born Sidney Klein, an acclaimed multi-instrumentalist with a taste for seventies
Mellotron grandeur à la early Genesis, the genuine and youthful performance of a Jeff Buckley and the spherical sound excess of the last two Talk Talk records.
(Text: Max Paul Maria)
... more
Streaming and Download help
If you like Sid Vision, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp