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PM Stammers
Jazz
PM Stammers è stato pubblicato il 5 febbraio 2020 da Rattle Music come parte dell'album Ferocious
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Data di uscita5 febbraio 2020
EtichettaRattle Music
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM127

Testi

A name and you’re already that
Before a face has time to form
before you’ve tasted foam
or bread
or held that tight inside your mind
hostage of a thing unsaid.
But freed while drivers sleep
by herds and wilder ones
who know the lake.
I am here where you are not
day by day answering the tide.
Thirst is our reward
for piercing hue with stuff of forms.
Help us to subsist
prepare us for worse.
And kiss me on the mouth
of our last kiss
to hold where once we held
and send up waking words
planted in me
to last
more than one night.
We nightly breathe
Antarctica
And wake
to find tomorrow swallowing us
and its ice shelf hollow.
Out there—It’s bloke upon bloke
bro provoke bro
Sisses dissing siss.
Prisoners tearing out throats in chains
as if all mock is true.
Ah yeah! we both know
the diff.
To suck the lemon
of all we’ve never seen
to feel our way towards
responses’
camouflaged in
invisible dances
The biggest seller
friend, doesn’t have to be terror.
Forgotten and forgetful age.
Full of disconsolate distressed
cadets
who envy others what they do not
have.
Your beggar
is before these sheafs, these
leaves,
our vane
is this rain
sheltering this temporary release
from news and waiting for letters
from those who they say are our
betters
Frozen as shape and sound
I round a quiet kerb—
Where there is no parade
only
a youth
who mimes a truth,
and finds it lies
between the thighs.
Hearts leap
hearts skip and hop.
Hearts stop.
Old Lazarus
Giving instructions for the shoot
in his funeral suit.
As an anvil sends up a spark.
The axle groans
and proceeds to pit
and the drummer does not pause
from wearing out the kit.
We work, we sweat,
we earn we get.
We fence the yard
Within a year
we were never here.
A name and you’re already that
Before a face has time to form
before you’ve tested foam
or bread
or held that tight inside your mind
hostage of a thing unsaid.
Written by: Johannes Contag, Mark Williams, William Direen
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