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Timberman - The Stone That Used To Be My Heart
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In Stockholm, on what would be translated as Timberman street (which is where I took my moniker from, as my home studio was facing that street), there is a stone wall that Ive passed many many times. One day I noticed a minimal, very poetic piece
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Stellar Art Wars are a collective of musicians dating back to the early 90's. Stellar Art Wars, the folk band, is currently inactive, but there's plenty of c
Stellar Art Wars are a collective of musicians dating back to the early 90's. Currently involved are Walter (vocals, [percussion), Twiggy (guitar), Ben (mandolin/banjo), Andy (bass), Henry (violin), Terry (percussion) and Patrick (drummer with "Asbo", the punk version of Stellar) Stellar Art Wars, the folk band, is currently inactive, but there's plenty of clips of them live on YouTube. Asbo is now a three piece band consisting of Twiggy (Stephen Branch), vocals/guitar, Andrew Wainwright, vocals, bass and Patrick Auer, drums.
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Peak #137
Peak in subgenre #3
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July 27, 2015
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In Stockholm, on what would be translated as “Timberman street” (which is where I took my moniker from, as my home studio was facing that street), there is a stone wall that I’ve passed many many times. One day I noticed a minimal, very poetic piece of art right in that wall, that I thought was moving and it inspired me to write this song
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The Stone That Used To Be My Heart Please don’t ask me about my past I don’t remember anything of the pain That I caused those I held so close So asking will just be in vain I’ve closed the doors to the space I’m in Can’t return to the things I set apart All my memories are like fossils deep within The stone that used to be my heart All flowers are pressed, pale and dry They’re in a book with a cover marked Yesterday I wouldn’t stand seeing them again And they wouldn’t stand the daylight anyway This armor of mine was once my skin It’s bullet proof and it won’t come apart And my memories are like fossils deep within The stone that used to be my heart Don’t say you understand who I am No need to say you know how I feel Don’t ask me why I can’t let you in I’m sorry but there’s nothing here to heal
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