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Oh
You came here to talk with me
Break, snap
And slow down
I don't know how you followed me
But that doesn't bother me now
It's alright
You don't have to tell me yet
It's alright
When the time comes tell me then
Your days are lonely
Oh even though they're bright
You seem so mellow
On hope that clouds your eyes
Your days are lonely
You came to me crying
Love me love
I came to die
You seem so mellow, so mellow
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
So mellow
Oh your eyes
You lie down in front of me
Head to your hands
It's so sad
Let me move closer
Step back in your place
It's too bad
It's alright
You don't have to tell me yet
It's alright
When the time comes tell me then
Your days are lonely
Oh even though they're bright
You seem so mellow
On hope that clouds your eyes
Your days are lonely
You came to me crying
Love me love
I came to die
You seem so mellow, so mellow
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
So mellow
Oh your eyes
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Eleven-Eleven
03:12
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Apocryphon
01:20
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Vessel
01:20
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Vanishing Point
01:48
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Strata
02:48
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Oreibasia
01:20
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Express
03:34
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Hindsight
01:20
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Bumble
03:09
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Underpass
00:48
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Lost Sentinel
02:53
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Far away
Divided more than distantly
Another day
Soon another fading flame
There's a knife
There's a tempting, a wanting for life
There's a right
And a high that you get from ignoring it
Far away
She's so far away
Try to run
Failing, falling to your knees
She walked upon
This ground and now you're at her feet
There's a knife
There's a tempting, a wanting for life
There's a right
And a high that you get from ignoring it
Far away
She's so far away
Say her name
Rehearse every possible way
Insist you're satisfied
Waiting for that perfect day
There's a knife
There's a tempting, a wanting for life
There's a right
And a high that you get from ignoring it
Far away
She's so far away
Even the most vivacious dream
Is still inferior
To anything you've really seen
Even the most painful physical ache
Is nowhere near as great
As the real thing
There's a knife
There's a tempting, a wanting for life
There's a right
And a high that you get from ignoring it
Far away
She's so far away
Far away
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Vox Humana
01:20
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Rithmomachia
01:20
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Hall of Mirrors
01:53
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Blue Heaven
01:38
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In the Silence of Memory
02:28
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Fructus Infantis
04:20
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Scott F. Hall Merritt Island, Florida
The sounds Scott F. Hall lures from his instruments and field recordings resonate with a deeply internal, thoughtful
sensibility. His explorations allow us to experience sound in a new way; there is mystery, a manipulation of instruments and sound with rock energy. He reveals his work slowly, patiently, and with great finesse. (Peter Hayes, artist/gallerist)
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