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The Rotating Soul
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Glowbugg mixes alt-rock, alt-folk, jazz, psychedelica, electronica, grunge & spoken word into its songs. Glowbugg’s music has received national and internationa
Glowbugg mixes alt-rock, alt-folk, jazz, psychedelica, electronica, grunge & spoken word into its songs. Glowbugg’s music has received national recognition in November 2003 from music software company Antares for innovative use of their new music software products. In January 2004, Glowbugg’s music was recognized again internationally by RPM Publishing as a unique and quality emerging recording artist among many now writing and recording. In November 2004, Loud Dust Recordings released Glowbugg’s most recent CD entitled “Feet In The Clouds”. For more information about Glowbugg visit http://www.louddust.com/glowbugg.htm or http://www.cdbaby.com/glowbugg.
Song Info
Charts
Peak #937
Peak in subgenre #292
Author
Patrick Shea
Rights
2004 Loud Dust Recordings
Uploaded
March 15, 2005
Track Files
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MP3 3.4 MB 128 kbps 3:42
Lyrics
Shouting through the globe With their vacationing ways Using shaman drawn ancient maps A flash off the hand gets it all erased Because I live in deep breathes of this mountain My bare knees and arms in the breeze Because I feel the cold of space forever its grin Spinning round the spirit will that spills the sun on this place It’s a hard weather rolling off The cold ground that surrounds this town It’s a good hiding winter mountain Trail stepping lost in soul’s time for a path found just enough rescuing swiftness lifting this child from the presence of thoughts ruling the fray Take apart the energies in the words Catching attention with excitement burning away your inner worth Truth warms those that barely flicker Like nature slowly creeping towards phenomena Dreaming a scene like one lived but never to believe it seen This rotation of souls seeing fears that lie In all that living light in you and me Just enough time to reach hands that move toward love gathering at the end of the day a meal as far as this displacement from home all the madness comes trickling down an everlasting laugh tends to a shake in the bones on the edge of your eyes a wind of a smile that rings all bells Sleeping in the woods I dreamed I was free In this rotating soul that plays in the trees
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