The Shore Comes Up
Автор слов и музыки (C) Константин Бояндин Стиль: Indian folk/Rock/Reggae На музыкальных площадках вышло под именем Kamaskera (творческий псевдоним Константин Бояндина) Текст: 1. The water holds its breath The harbour hums below A tide I didn't choose Decides where I should go I came with nothing left to lose Through glacier-coloured skies The fog was thick, the current true And something in me — rise I didn't know what waited here I only knew the pull A spiral turning, turning clear Until the world went full Chorus: The shore comes up — I did not ask for it The shore comes up — Through everything I split Through fog and hum and hollow air Through everything I meant to spare The shore comes up 2. A ranting on the hospital wing A metal taste of grey The dread that comes with any dawn That says: you have to stay I didn't know what waited here I only knew the pull A spiral turning, turning clear Until the world went full Chorus. Every dawn is a dread arrival Every harbour is a mouth Every sitar string remembers Which way is north, which way is south Rise through — Rise through — (Shore comes up) Rise through — (Something rising) Rise through —
Автор слов и музыки (C) Константин Бояндин Стиль: Indian folk/Rock/Reggae На музыкальных площадках вышло под именем Kamaskera (творческий псевдоним Константин Бояндина) Текст: 1. The water holds its breath The harbour hums below A tide I didn't choose Decides where I should go I came with nothing left to lose Through glacier-coloured skies The fog was thick, the current true And something in me — rise I didn't know what waited here I only knew the pull A spiral turning, turning clear Until the world went full Chorus: The shore comes up — I did not ask for it The shore comes up — Through everything I split Through fog and hum and hollow air Through everything I meant to spare The shore comes up 2. A ranting on the hospital wing A metal taste of grey The dread that comes with any dawn That says: you have to stay I didn't know what waited here I only knew the pull A spiral turning, turning clear Until the world went full Chorus. Every dawn is a dread arrival Every harbour is a mouth Every sitar string remembers Which way is north, which way is south Rise through — Rise through — (Shore comes up) Rise through — (Something rising) Rise through —