1. |
Unspoken Crimes
06:15
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Where'd your love go
this summer?
what happened to
your child?
Gave you some
kind of poison
until the life
inside expired
Darkened pines
line the way down
unspoken crimes
away
from prying eyes
With your eyes
so blue
with your arms
to hold
Where do birds flee
in winter?
the season just turns
and they realign
We were gripped
in icy fingers
we hadn't noticed
the dance had died
Darkened pines
line the way down
unspoken crimes
away
from prying eyes
With my pride
so bruised
with your mind
that knows
With your pride
so bruised
with my mind
that knows
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2. |
Humans
04:35
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Humans
collide
create an awful mess
Humans
divide
between themselves
and everything else
But ignore all of that
and they're alright
Humans
are unkind
to themselves
can't forgive themselves
Humans
devise
the strangest notions
from first impressions
But ignore all of that
and they're alright
All alright
be alright
Humans
collide
create an awful mess
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3. |
Foresight
04:34
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Cast a light
on foresight
on foresight
Bring to bear
on the dark
on dark
Cast an eye
on foresight
on foresight
Bring to bed
your bride
your wife
Who can mend?
broken pictures
broken sisters
rally round
Make amends
tongue tied assistant
over tired resistance
rally round
Cast a line
on forethought
on forethought
Bring the frame
back to mind
back to mind
Captured mind
on forethought
on forethought
Bring the shame
into sight
into sight
Who can mend?
broken pictures
broken sisters
rally round
Make amends
tongue tied assistant
over tired resistance
rally round
Who can mend?
broken pictures
broken sisters
Rally round
rally round
rally round
rally round
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4. |
The Wake
04:25
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The wake is set
all arise and be present
Did you bring all
that you
can't leave behind
The wake is set
all arrived to pay respects
Did you bring all
that you
can't leave behind
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5. |
Seneca
06:05
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We're old
not yet old enough
unregarded
the shadows lengthen
See them rise
and see them fall
everything unerringly
turns to it's end
A man reckons
the worth of each day
who understands
he's dying daily
Our endless
numbered days
cast aside
as if at play
Seneca
they ran you a
too short bath
and put to the test
your theories
A man reckons
the worth of each day
who understands
he's dying daily
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ROSH Sheffield, UK
'Beautiful stuff... warm folk music' - BBC Introducing
ROSH is proud to announce the release
of his debut album, 'Ask The Minute Hand'. Written over two continents and recorded during the middle of the pandemic, the record is about what it means to live during a time of multiple crises and crippling uncertainties, and the possiblities we have to collectively heal and rise together.
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ROSH recommends:
Along with my musical-brothers-in-arms I am 1/5 of King Capisce. I am the bassist and co-composer, and I think Memento Mori is the best distillation of who we are and what we're about.
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