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Did you ever imagine the last thing you'd hear as you're fading out was a song? All my designs, simplified And all of my plans, compromised All of my dreams, sacrificed Ever had the feeling you've been here before? Drinking down the poison the way you were taught Every thought from here on in your life begins And all you knew was wrong?
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Did you see the red mist block your path? Did the scissors cut a way to your heart? Did you feel the envy for the sons of mothers tearing you apart? Mellotron Scratch A tiny flame inside my hand A compromise I never planned Unravel out the finer strands And I'm looking at a blank page now Should I fill it up with words somehow?
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I whispered something in her ear I bare my soul but she don't hear The scratching of a mellotron It always seemed to make her cry Well maybe she remembers us Collecting space up in the sky Nothing rises from my feet of clay, but it's OK Red mist spreads across my fingertips, ardour slips I lay her gently on my clothes She will leave me yes I know And I'm looking at a blank page now Should I fill it up with words somehow? The scratching of a mellotron It always seemed to make her cry Well maybe she remembers us Collecting space up in the sky Nothing rises from my feet of clay, but it's OK Red mist spreads across my fingertips, ardour slips Don't look at me with your mother's eyes or your killer smile Sing a lullaby Don't look back into black Don't let the memory of sound drag you down To end as friends so painful Don't look down Shut it down 7.
Open Car Nothing like this Felt in her kiss Cannot resist her Fell for her charm Lost in her arms I keep a photograph Give me a glimpse Let me come in Be there inside her Here it begins Here is the sin Something to lie about You think you're smart I think you're art We agree on this It doesn't work Feeling like dirt Feeling like you don't care We get a room And in the gloom She lights a cigarette Clothes on the bed Love me she said I lose myself to her I'm getting feelings I'm hiding too well Bury the heart shaped shell Something broke inside my stomach I let the pieces lie just where they fell Being with you is hell Hair blow in an open car Summer dress slips down her arm Hair blown in an open car OK what's next?
After the sex What do we now? Finding the time Drawing the line And never crossing it Gave her the hours Gave her the power Cannot erase her Gave her the truth Gave her the proof I gave her everything I'm getting feelings I'm hiding to well Bury the heart shaped shell Something broke inside my stomach I let the pieces lie just where they fell Being with you is hell Hair blow in an open car Summer dress slips down her arm Hair blown in an open car On a drive out to the farm Hair blown in an open car Hair blown in an open car Summer dress slips down your arm Hair blown in an open car.
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Nothing more need be said. Rank: 34 for Porcupine Tree is a hard band to pin down.
Forming in and fronted by the ever active Steven Wilson, the band is one of the most respected groups in the entire rock and metal scene. Their catalog is filled with diversity, showing influences by psychedelic rock, progressive rock, trance and alternative also.
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Since the early s the band has seemed to move towards a more alternative and progressive rock sound. The lyrics resonate with the listener and the musical composition highs and lows create an emotional feeling that classical music and only a selected few musicians have been able to construct. The title track opens up the album and the sets the setting for the remainder of the album. The lyrics are beautiful and melancholic; as the song seems to be about a dead mother talking to her son. The solos are near flawless as the listener is left entranced for the full 12 minutes.
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