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track 10, right before our own eyes, the beauty and the destruction.
acoustic folk drake hush
melodic acoustic hush folk
hey i'm abode, i'm 27 and write acoustic hush folk - inspired by the likes of 70's folk artists like nick drake, leonard cohen, simon and garfunkel, roy harper etc - with modern influences such as stina nordenstam, elliott smith, and air to name a few... thanks for listening it's much appreciated.
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
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Peak #43
Peak in subgenre #11
Author
abode
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little red barnhouse records (c) 2003
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December 18, 2003
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MP3 7.0 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
the planet, she go up in smoke... and no one cares, cuz we are only on it for a finite time... so let's use every resource, and polute every ocean.. how fuckn lame.
Lyrics
under this bridge where nobody goes - is a blade of grass (yes the same one in "talk") that the wind can't blow - and an insect crawls up to the end of it's reach - eyeballs his tiny world beneath into the valley where nobody's been is a fern that grows under the shade of a tree and a dew drop forms at the end of it's leaf, magnifying the world beneath. and isn't it all amazing and totally awe inspiring... this tiny planet teeming with life, drifting thru space day and night and i can make shadow puppets with my hands, explaining what's wrong as it stands, but none of that will matter in the end - as we stand - eyes wide - watching this world end. treads roll in at the break of dawn, and they tear this earth, as the trees are torn, and the tracks lead up to the edge of a hill, where exhaust stacks paint the night sky still. fire burns in the valley of green, destroying a setting once serene, and the naked sticks point into the air, as smoke rises from the ashes there. cuz here comes MAN, with his HATE and GREED, and his STUPID need to JUST SUCEED, at the cost of just about EVERYTHING, till what remains isn't ANYTHING. with his factories that pollute the air, and his chemicals till the streams aren't clear, and his disregard for anything that isn't raking the dollars in. and i can make shadow puppets with my hands, explaining what's wrong as it stands, but none of that will matter in the end - as we stand - eyes wide - watching this world end. this is... the funeral of this place. i'm not surprised no-one showed their face. with 6 billion suspects - it's kinda hard to point the blame. - but i'd kinda hope we'd all share the shame. it's not even about all the things that you'd regret.... with time left, just act on the/that retrospect.
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