Stony Brook - Carriage Return

Details

Description

Microtonal track by Ross White
Animated in blender

Lyrics:

The weight of summer passing is wearing down my soul
I’m inching older without noticing I’m getting old
The time just slips away, a year gone in a day
And life keeps on rolling fast forwarding


Deep Inside a wicker basket a nail pulled from a casket
With claw marks underneath, trouble in between the sheets
Every feather warms the egg, a single feather does nothing
Our lives keep on birthing, transforming


There’s nothing left for me no carriage is returning, if I cannot perceive reveal it to me inside a dream.
Awake I can’t believe asleep it is reality
Have mercy and show me the way
There’s nothing left for me no carriage is returning, if I cannot perceive reveal it to me inside a dream.
Awake I can’t believe asleep it is reality
No carriage returning for me

With the teeth of winter gnashing all the warmth out from my bones
The lump that keeps on growing
within my throat
A treasure chest of worthless things, holy book from someone’s dream locked behind a door

floating dagger silver ring
memories of stolen things longing for return
Words of the prophets on the wall
The old suggestion tops them all
Meanings misconstrued

There’s something left for me the carriage is returning, if I cannot perceive reveal it to me inside a dream.
Awake I can’t believe asleep it is reality
Have mercy and show me the way
There’s something left for me the carriage is returning, if I cannot perceive reveal it to me inside a dream.
Awake I can’t believe asleep it is reality
A carriage returning for me


the warmth out from my bones