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I found an old 4 track of me singing and playing piano in my living room, and liked the song so I added some "stuff" and backup vocals to it. I remember recording this about a year ago, and I was reading a book of letters from local officials in the time of the Salem Witch Hunts (thus the title and subject matter).
this is another lonesome, space song. Think the Flaming Lips when they're being quiet.
this is another lonesome, space song. Think the Flaming Lips when they're being quiet.
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Lyrics
captains, men of might, lent their robes
tear their hair, who can spare a pound of flesh for this despair
kindreds wail, hearts will fail
with weeping eyes
and cries, we know not how to kill
some will hide themselves in caves underground
leap in the deep end
escape by being drowned
and the judge draws nigh, exalted high
upon a lofty throne
amidst the angels strong
(chorus)
all the smoke
the hills they shook
the earth is rent and torn
as if she should be clear
and then dissolved from the center
then the sea will roar
whose glory bright, wondrous might, powers right
will far surpass whatever was and what will be
the tongues of men nor angels pen
cannot the same express
and i must pass it by
sleep a little less
(chorus)
all the smoke
the hills they shook
the earth is rent and torn
as if she should be clear
and then dissolved from the center
then the sea will roar
dissolved from the center
then the sea will roar
and the good and bad
both quick and dead
and to all judgement bring
that they themselves will fear
and that they may abide
and made to die no more
and made to die no more
and made to die no more
tear their hair, who can spare a pound of flesh for this despair
kindreds wail, hearts will fail
with weeping eyes
and cries, we know not how to kill
some will hide themselves in caves underground
leap in the deep end
escape by being drowned
and the judge draws nigh, exalted high
upon a lofty throne
amidst the angels strong
(chorus)
all the smoke
the hills they shook
the earth is rent and torn
as if she should be clear
and then dissolved from the center
then the sea will roar
whose glory bright, wondrous might, powers right
will far surpass whatever was and what will be
the tongues of men nor angels pen
cannot the same express
and i must pass it by
sleep a little less
(chorus)
all the smoke
the hills they shook
the earth is rent and torn
as if she should be clear
and then dissolved from the center
then the sea will roar
dissolved from the center
then the sea will roar
and the good and bad
both quick and dead
and to all judgement bring
that they themselves will fear
and that they may abide
and made to die no more
and made to die no more
and made to die no more
Feter
Incredible ..the song of keyboards and spirits
your singin just right fit this spheric song !!
I was thinkin if a bass and a drum and a strummin
guitar added to the refrains ..this will turn to
sound like the floyds in 1968 ! ..KUDOS !!