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Ithaca
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Ithacaは、アルバム『 』の一部として2021年2月19日にGloitchpopによりリリースされましたFantastic Wrist
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アルバムFantastic Wrist
リリース日2021年2月19日
レーベルGloitchpop
メロディック度
アコースティック度
ヴァランス
ダンサビリティ
エネルギー
BPM81

ミュージックビデオ

ミュージックビデオ

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jesse William Gillenwalters
Jesse William Gillenwalters
Vocals
Laura Epling
Laura Epling
Violin
Kaitlyn Raitz
Kaitlyn Raitz
Cello
David Williford
David Williford
Flute
Patrick Monnius
Patrick Monnius
Viola
Peter Ferguson
Peter Ferguson
Acoustic Guitar
R. Aaron Walters
R. Aaron Walters
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jesse William Gillenwalters
Jesse William Gillenwalters
Songwriter
R. Aaron Walters
R. Aaron Walters
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jesse William Gillenwalters
Jesse William Gillenwalters
Producer
Peter Ferguson
Peter Ferguson
Recording Engineer
R. Aaron Walters
R. Aaron Walters
Producer

歌詞

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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