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Deep Time
W trasie
Alternative
Utwór Deep Time został wydany 10 kwietnia 2026 przez Useful Objects jako część albumu Near Divine or Merely Rhyme
album cover
Data wydania10 kwietnia 2026
WytwórniaUseful Objects
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM116

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nicolas Panken
Nicolas Panken
Vocals
Mat Davidson
Mat Davidson
Fiddle
Jared Samuel
Jared Samuel
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nicolas Panken
Nicolas Panken
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nicolas Panken
Nicolas Panken
Co-Producer
Jared Samuel
Jared Samuel
Co-Producer
Kevin McMahon
Kevin McMahon
Mixing Engineer
Dan Millice
Dan Millice
Mastering Engineer

Tekst Utworu

In the light that's softly glowing on the dark and distant shore
The feeling I am knowing where I turned away before
A gesture like an echo, a ripple through the dawn
Then gone
I carry through the hour a long forgotten song
Drawing purpose, drawing power where the heartache lingers on
I wonder would I meet you in a melody so clear
I hear, I hear
Sing to me the language of the blind
Carry through the canyons of my mind
Where everything would linger on the vine
I never want to wake up from deep time
In the shadow of the lighthouse where you spoke my name out loud
Like arrival in the harbor through the parting of the clouds
Like you always know that number even if I never would
You could
It's a wonder you are willing to roll this wretched stone
To be faithfully distilling from the spirit, from the bone
In the crucible of fortune on a blade of circumstance
We dance, we dance
Sing to me the language of the blind
Carry through the canyons of my mind
Where everything would linger on the vine
I never want to wake up from deep time
Deep time
Deep time
Deep time
Deep time
I was taken to the table, I was humming with the hive
It was graceful, I was grateful I was able to arrive
To know beauty and abundance on a mountain of despair
To be there
From remembering to measure this unsuspended breath
To the batteries of pleasure in this factory of death
On the barricade of ages comes one more curtain call
That's all, that's all
Sing to me the language of the blind
Carry through the canyons of my mind
Where everything would linger on the vine
I never want to wake up from deep time
Written by: Nicolas Panken
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