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Ithaca
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Ithaca est sorti le 19 février 2021 par Gloitchpop dans le cadre de l'album Fantastic Wrist
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Date de sortie19 février 2021
LabelGloitchpop
LangueEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM81

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Jesse William Gillenwalters
Jesse William Gillenwalters
Chant, Synthétiseur, Boîte à rythmes, Guitare acoustique
Laura Epling
Laura Epling
Violon
Kaitlyn Raitz
Kaitlyn Raitz
Violoncelle
David Williford
David Williford
Flûte
Patrick Monnius
Patrick Monnius
Alto
Peter Ferguson
Peter Ferguson
Guitare acoustique
Ransom Aaron Walters
Ransom Aaron Walters
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jesse William Gillenwalters
Jesse William Gillenwalters
Paroles/Composition
Ransom Aaron Walters
Ransom Aaron Walters
Paroles/Composition, Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jesse William Gillenwalters
Jesse William Gillenwalters
Production
Peter Ferguson
Peter Ferguson
Ingénierie de prise de son
Ransom Aaron Walters
Ransom Aaron Walters
Production

Paroles

Promising, delicate
17 and the light was auburn
You
Took my hand, scarf and all
Vulvaic thoughts, taught me Dylan's wisdom
Through
Your poems
Patience, patience
Porcelain, made of ivory skin
Your brain
Was strange
I'd say
Not sane
Softened purrs, contented sighs
In my silence I know you were wise
Although
It seemed
I couldn't cherish it
All her watercolored illnesses
They will leave her body 'til I'm sick instead
All her thoughts and all her ideas
They will be my Ivy League until I'm dead
Saw me off through the snow
While Meloy separated us both
Goodbye
Troublesome, thoughtlessness
Honeyed bread right upon your bedding
Sweet
Complete
Jealousy, horrid thing
Kammerman as a gritty symbol
Scent you made, it burned my brain
Ithaca, Ithaca
Land of roofs, land of books and sun
And her
And us
And the bitter end
All her watercolored illnesses
They will leave her body 'til I'm sick instead
All her thoughts and all her ideas
They will be my ivy league until I'm dead
I wandered through the leaves
Defeated, no release at all
A wound was underneath
Softened peacoat threads
Hairs upon my head
Detritus for my seeds
Still waiting for a tree to grow
A decade behind me
In an auburn glade
There's no lack of shade
When the sun's an opaque dot
October is a tease
A pretty, preppy equinox
But in reality
An uncaring void
Memories of joy
Caged behind a regal lock
Written by: Jesse William Gillenwalters, Ransom Aaron Walters
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