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Undone \u2013 3:50
Second Tries \u2013 3:38
Interlude I \u2013 0:37
Falling Into Place \u2013 4:26
Westwood \u2013 3:47
Blue Clowns Parades Pass \u2013 4:38
Interlude II \u2013 1:12
Lonely Fields \u2013 4:31
I\u2019ll Be Fine \u2013 3:56
Utopia At Last \u2013 5:11
Interlude III \u2013 0:47
12 51 \u2013 3:45
Windows & Boxes \u2013 4:21
What The Cat?! \u2013 3:26
Scarlet Shadings \u2013 3:45<\/p>\n
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Released on 22 July 2022<\/p>\n
All songs were composed, written and produced by Spiderwebs & Foam \/ Max Hoffmann, Robin von Sack, Wolfgang Stammer, Gian Luca von Raesfeld.<\/p>\n
Recorded at Obscure Music Studio<\/p>\n
Mix and Master by Fabian Zirkler<\/p>\n
Cover Artwork by Vivien Bouton<\/p>\n
Copyright Spiderwebs & Foam \/ All rights reserved<\/p>\n
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Where the shoreline breaks
That’s where I’ll make to stay
Counting from one to three
That’s not a part that I can play<\/p>\n
Take off and find a way
My intentions wear a crown
Some nights I’ve forgotten
But others still hang around<\/p>\n
I had a chance for one dream
It’s not a path for me to run
I’ll cheer for you from afar
We will always be undone<\/p>\n
Dodging umbrellas like jellyfish in the sea
I’ll give you the hat that protected me
This morning has something to say
Would you read it while I leave<\/p>\n
Once I fell into a lake
But I pulled the plug to be found
She made the sound that lets me sleep
To love again don’t forget me<\/p>\n
I had a chance for one dream
It’s not a path for me to run
I’ll cheer for you from afar
We will always be undone<\/p>\n
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You’ve changed your mind
It’s time to change the game
But as long as dices roll
The chance remains
The road is long
And no one guides the way
My dreams are small
But they’re too big to fade
My aspiration to hold on
Has bled me dry
And left me doomed
To watch it pass me by
I’m part of the incessant wheel
Of second tries
And everyday begins
With waiting for the night<\/p>\n
Even though futility
Can make a happy man
The boulder bearing down at me
Is more than I can stand
More than I can stand<\/p>\n
In certain ways
I’ve tried to start again
Though every way
Turned out to be the same
So I’m calling out for purpose
In the same old scene
I wade through muddy waters
In the same old dream
My head is spinning around
The feelings that I get while
Wondering about my masters
That just wanna see a sad guy
I’m feeling blue
But my bones are white
I’m cherishing the day
In the darkest night
But I’m cursing the gods
For leaving me alone
They’re gone, gone for good<\/p>\n
Even though futility
Can make a happy man
The boulder bearing down at me
Is more than I can stand
More than I can stand<\/p>\n
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Brighter than the light
You outshined the sun
Golden ribbons twined
Around my head
Are falling into place
They are falling into place<\/p>\n
The siren turns oblivious
The queen of hearts to stone
She offers candid promises
In serenade and song
Making me feel warm
Making me feel warm<\/p>\n
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And then I walked across the room
And I think I saw a smile
A smile, a smile it wasn’t mine
And like a pigeon in the cockpit
I fly with lights flashing red
I’m in the sky smiling at the things you once said<\/p>\n
The pavement seems smooth
Its warming reign
The pavement seems smooth
Its warming reign<\/p>\n
And on the wall I see a painting
With trees in yellow and red
The sky is blue, but its changing soon its the Westwood
So here I am
And I’m still smiling at your face
Your face, your face, hell’s picked up the trace<\/p>\n
The pavement seems smooth
Its warming reign
The pavement seems smooth
Its warming reign<\/p>\n
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I am still awake
Waiting for the sun to rise
To compose a new symphony
To paint the sky<\/p>\n
The pavement seems smooth
Its warming reign under me
And houses of cards
Fade into the dawning light<\/p>\n
Holler clowns that is I think its not me
I was young just yesterday
Now tell me what you want me to be
Holler clowns that is I think its not me
I was young just yesterday
Now tell me what you want me to be<\/p>\n
The paint is ready
The orchestra tuned in
Being someone won\u2019t take long
Once they commence
Once they begin<\/p>\n
A journey far from home
Left behind for unknown
Mountains will blast
Blue clowns parades pass<\/p>\n
Holler clowns that is I think its not me
I was young just yesterday
Now tell me what you want me to be
Holler clowns that is I think its not me
I was young just yesterday
Now tell me what you want me to be<\/p>\n
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I know I’ll make it
With a cast away smile
Not far down
I’ll see where Ill be
A point in the void
But its the lines that count<\/p>\n
Howling ghosts reappearing
In the silence of what its all about
For every note that sounds wrong
I’ve found a tune to move on
And Ill be fine<\/p>\n
Right outside a world
I had left for mine
I’ve found the time to survive
Dancing with the moon
I’ll be fine<\/p>\n
Looking for a next song
With the right disguise
Noone is bad at saying hi
Being there is all
So opposite your fright<\/p>\n
Its up for decides
Its up for my time
But I beat a wolf at the guessing game
The night is darkest before dawn
And makes it what its supposed to be
I’ll be fine<\/p>\n
Right outside a world
I had left for mine
I’ve found the time to survive
Dancing with the moon
I’ll be fine<\/p>\n
Right outside a world
I had left for mine
I’ve found the time to survive
Dancing with the moon
I’ll be fine<\/p>\n
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Those fireflies in my head
They stampede over lonely fields
Just to say I love that I love you the same
So I bark at the moon<\/p>\n
I remember the walks
And the silent talks
Filled with fiery looks
Years from now
We might see the snow melt with regret
Over side walks of us
The fire is out my darling
Are you going to bed?<\/p>\n
Sunrise, escape
Through the woods
Wipe away the trace
A fool I was
But my promises
Still remain the same<\/p>\n
Your way, my way
Walk near me
Walk beside me
Will you stay in my head?
Hold my hands until night breaks into day<\/p>\n
Tomorrow\u2019s headaches
Sinful sands sunset runaway plans
Hold it through the looking glass
But there is nothing to keep<\/p>\n
Those fireflies in my head
They stampede over lonely fields<\/p>\n
Sunrise, escape
Through the woods
Wipe away the trace
A fool I was
But my promises
Still remain the same<\/p>\n
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I stepped into the glass<\/span> <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n You yearned to declare war<\/span> <\/span><\/div>\n My house was made of cards<\/span> <\/span><\/div>\n The sailors set their ship ablaze<\/span> <\/span><\/div>\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][et_pb_row column_structure=“1_2,1_2″ custom_padding_last_edited=“on|desktop“ _builder_version=“4.27.2″ _module_preset=“default“ custom_margin_tablet=““ custom_margin_phone=““ custom_margin_last_edited=“on|desktop“ custom_padding=“50px||||false|false“ custom_padding_tablet=“30px||||false|false“ custom_padding_phone=“30px||||false|false“ scroll_fade=“20|30|30|100|0|100|100″ motion_trigger_start=“top“ global_colors_info=“{}“][et_pb_column type=“1_2″ _builder_version=“4.24.2″ _module_preset=“default“ global_colors_info=“{}“][et_pb_text _builder_version=“4.24.2″ _module_preset=“default“ custom_margin=“||||false|false“ custom_padding=“||||false|false“ global_colors_info=“{}“]<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=“4.24.2″ _module_preset=“default“ global_colors_info=“{}“]<\/p>\n Through cracks in the window we were watching the stage<\/span> <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n Cold break the waves<\/span> <\/span><\/div>\n So long to those pictures<\/span> <\/span><\/div>\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=“1_2″ _builder_version=“4.24.2″ _module_preset=“default“ global_colors_info=“{}“][et_pb_text _builder_version=“4.24.2″ _module_preset=“default“ custom_margin=“||||false|false“ custom_margin_tablet=“||||false|false“ custom_margin_phone=“||||false|false“ custom_margin_last_edited=“on|desktop“ custom_padding=“||||false|false“ custom_padding_tablet=“30px||||false|false“ custom_padding_phone=“30px||||false|false“ custom_padding_last_edited=“on|phone“ global_colors_info=“{}“]<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=“4.24.2″ _module_preset=“default“ global_colors_info=“{}“]<\/p>\n And how the windows open wide The box it collapses in the vacuum-like silence And all of the men and women They dance in line for the remaining hours And the dreams he had that were washed away Of when he tried to laugh and tried to cry [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][et_pb_row column_structure=“1_2,1_2″ custom_padding_last_edited=“on|desktop“ _builder_version=“4.27.2″ _module_preset=“default“ custom_margin_tablet=““ custom_margin_phone=““ custom_margin_last_edited=“on|desktop“ custom_padding=“50px||||false|false“ custom_padding_tablet=“30px||||false|false“ custom_padding_phone=“30px||||false|false“ scroll_fade_enable=“on“ scroll_fade=“20|30|30|100|0|100|100″ motion_trigger_start=“top“ global_colors_info=“{}“][et_pb_column type=“1_2″ _builder_version=“4.24.2″ _module_preset=“default“ global_colors_info=“{}“][et_pb_text _builder_version=“4.24.2″ _module_preset=“default“ custom_margin=“||||false|false“ custom_padding=“||||false|false“ global_colors_info=“{}“]<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=“4.24.2″ _module_preset=“default“ global_colors_info=“{}“]<\/p>\n Holding up the gaslight I kissed your lips so they wont dry Like the break of day is forged at dusk In between those fishy lines Fear that I won’t find my way back Like the break of day is forged at dusk [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=“1_2″ _builder_version=“4.24.2″ _module_preset=“default“ global_colors_info=“{}“][et_pb_text _builder_version=“4.24.2″ _module_preset=“default“ custom_margin=“||||false|false“ custom_margin_tablet=“||||false|false“ custom_margin_phone=“||||false|false“ custom_margin_last_edited=“on|desktop“ custom_padding=“||||false|false“ custom_padding_tablet=“30px||||false|false“ custom_padding_phone=“30px||||false|false“ custom_padding_last_edited=“on|phone“ global_colors_info=“{}“]<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=“4.24.2″ _module_preset=“default“ global_colors_info=“{}“]<\/p>\n Recollections seem to be inane [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section]<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" A Pigeon in the CockpitUndone \u2013 3:50Second Tries \u2013 3:38Interlude I \u2013 0:37Falling Into Place \u2013 4:26Westwood \u2013 3:47Blue Clowns Parades Pass \u2013 4:38Interlude II \u2013 1:12Lonely Fields \u2013 4:31I\u2019ll Be Fine \u2013 3:56Utopia At Last \u2013 5:11Interlude III \u2013 0:4712 51 \u2013 3:45Windows & Boxes \u2013 4:21What The Cat?! \u2013 3:26Scarlet Shadings \u2013 3:45Release […]<\/p>","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":30,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"on","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-442","page","type-page","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","hentry"],"yoast_head":"\n
And got up on my feet<\/span>
I shook the hand of<\/span>
Old Mephistopheles<\/p>\n
You were on his side<\/span>
You learned to wager<\/span>
Like the soulless sailors<\/span><\/div>\n
You threw your grenade<\/span>
Aching to explode<\/span><\/div>\n
Of emergency<\/span>
You had a name on<\/span>
The bullet in your fake gun<\/span><\/div>\n
With those who wouldn’t care<\/span>
For all the things you know<\/p>\n
Though I never meant to hide<\/span>
When vision is at stake<\/span>
Don’t ever trust your eyes<\/span><\/div>\n
But the joker up my sleeve<\/span>
Slowly stole away<\/span>
I thought he smiled at me<\/span>
I thought he smiled at me<\/p>\n
And washed themselves ashore<\/span>
A symptom of their fragile state<\/span>
Where safety is a bore<\/p>\n
You crafted hurricanes<\/span>
To blow away those<\/span>
Self-deceiving wailers<\/span><\/div>\n
You immersed your soul<\/span>
The cheerful crowd was aching for<\/span>
Utopia at Last<\/span><\/div>\n12 51<\/h2>\n
But we breathe in a different pace<\/span><\/div>\n
But the loss of our wins made the current sway<\/p>\n
On the vows made to guard our names<\/span>
Aiming for a luke-warm dream<\/span><\/div>\n
On the vows made to guard our names<\/span>
Here’s one for the road<\/span>
And one for me<\/p>\n
But we ate a piece for tea<\/span>
No second chance regret<\/span>
And we sneak so carelessly<\/span><\/div>\n
So long to our friends<\/span>
A dance with the creatures<\/span>
In light of times spent<\/span>
In light of times spent<\/p>\n
On the vows made to guard our names<\/span>
Aiming for a luke-warm dream<\/span><\/div>\n
On the vows made to guard our names<\/span>
Here’s one for the road<\/span>
And one for<\/span><\/div>\nWindows & Boxes<\/h2>\n
Though they let noone inside
And the countless numbers of colorless people
Like an unfinished still life of the picturesque street<\/p>\n
And the numbers are pressed for their remaining lives
Then back comes some self as the doors open wide
To well studied movements it seems<\/p>\n
In the many boxes lost in love
Restraining the speeches in their closets
And there on the window the rain passionately kisses<\/p>\n
Suddenly he awakes in an occupied mirror
And in stares a happy faced moon
He sees a man with his head on too straight and too soon<\/p>\n
Will wash again through the circuits of his brain
And they sing to him with a silent song
Of numerous times long gone<\/p>\n
And he tried, he tried to sing<\/p>\nWhat The Cat?!<\/h2>\n
Wondering what the cat dragged in
So far only mice and men
So tell me how do you fit in<\/p>\n
A taste of life I cant describe
We broke the bread to last all day
And painted words you can not say<\/p>\n
Yes we have to because we must
Ok kid well go that way then
I wanted a smile, but you wanted a friend<\/p>\n
Young and wild with a hint of sea
Casting shadows I can’t decline
Your faults they never bothered me<\/p>\n
Fear my thoughts are on wrong tracks
Caught in a landslide theres nothing left to see
Digging it out would take horses and weeks<\/p>\n
Yes we have to because we must
Ok kid well go that way then
I wanted a smile, but you wanted a friend
Ok kid well go that way then
I wanted a smile, but you wanted a friend<\/p>\nScarlet Shadings<\/h2>\n
They take me in
And turn me down
Those memories seem to feel no shame
They come along
And wear me out
The wind sounds plaintive
When willows petrify
My will is ageless
Behind those pallid eyes
Our silent traffic on its silver tray
It served me well
Some other time
Now putrid passion is coming to reclaim
The empty floors
Of my mind
And I can’t face it
The walls have vaporized
My mouth is tasteless
I’m bound to scrutinize those
Scarlet Shadings
Scarlet Shadings
Scarlet Shadings
Scarlet Shadings<\/p>\n