Dwnpours - Black Unltd.

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released December 13, 2013

Release No: BHR002
Recorded & Mixed by Die Tonmeisterei in Oldenburg September 2012
Music & Lyrics by Dwnpours
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Track Name: Late Hours
here i lay, watered with crystalline desires
stale-steaming lost in previous words
a full hand of frost bitten fingers rest inside of my mouth
at the bottom of the dive-bar floor.

it doesnt matter if this eyes are open or shut.
and my eyes are bright or not.
and however this night wont end
this time i ll slip away

it seems as if, through all these barren days,
there is no room for young hearts like me.
i take the last call for a drink, bars closing down

where are we going? where is home?
i can t go far, i had a rough night, i am tired.
Track Name: Dirt Connoisseur
one day you ll be blind
when the whites of your eyes are tattooed with bright lines
a flower bed beneath a window sill
where red painted flowers grow in scorched earth
tears. black. water them dripping wet.

what is this life, every map is written in a tounge i cannot read.

and i wish
one day you ll be blind.
that you beg you cannot see.
when bright lights in your eyes, a soft cotton fog
dig a dozen holes, purging you from your hopes.

this world was made for you, not for me.
Track Name: Black Chauffeur
the same ocean under a blazing sun shimmers like diamonds.
the same bluest sky with clouds glimmer like silver.

but when you talk
the sun is yours and when i hear
the sea bed is mine.

i am the non iridescent gull beside your feet
with a chipped beak and crooked neck

my feathers place ripples in the water as i stumble forward
your hands curl tightly around my wings
so i cant move away

i try again and again to escape,
but my aging skin keeps wrapping me in,
singing in a blistering harmony with the end.