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Blue Thing
03:21
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Crash into me like a planet
Relieve me of my guard
See the moon pregnant with the seed of my loneliness
And it feels just like dying
If you realize it too
What you know falls apart
And your predictions come true
So if there's far left to go
I'd like if someone let me know
Whatever reason there is to leave me here
My body folds like a halo
Around my restless revolt
It's been hard playing with my secret eye dilated
My head opens like a lotus
I'm growing weaker everyday
The sun will rise on my bloom
Withered and strange
And push the last air out of my lungs
It feels great to swallow light while I drown
Things have changed all the while I stayed the same
I was made to know and see and hear and keep it
Fight and cage and kill and leave it
Living with myself, it's been hard
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Revel In Its Light
04:27
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Years talk like old friends
Between the breaths drawing in
Yeah, you feel a sudden pulse
Strumming bones, conjures spells
Yeah, you feel its true form
When you raise the cross on the hill
And the crowd has come to see it
To see with their own eyes
But you've lost the sense of touch
What felt soft upon your skin
When it dawns you'll sober up
And you'll feel better once it sinks in
She got her script, bible and list
Astronaut in the kitchen gleam
Just one more night the camera rolls
This should look good on her wall
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We make so easily excuses
And choose everyday not to be
I'm sorry I failed to recognize
Your gestures of love through my fantasies
There was a certain kind of light
That made me blind
It was pale and electric but so predictably empty
Here it comes just like you feared
Everything I am supposed to feel
If summer was a lover she's long dead and deceased
Somethings have to break before they can spring
I don't know if I'm drifting away or in rising glory
When he came down like a prophet
He had every reason not to be
Like the drugs that made his mouth dry
He burned out like a falling star
And the visions of the godhead
Turned to anger turned to loneliness
And sure, by the end of the day we're alone
It takes a lifetime to make up for
The position I have put you in
Every oracle evening - it smokes down to its filtered end
And my battle goes around and comes back again
And sure, in the end I could have been a better friend
Soon it's clear to see everything
And I'll order my kingdom come
Soon I'm there in my one true shine
And I'll owe you nothing but love
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Biography
02:35
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I was a ripple in the silken lining
I died right there
Smoking herbs on the moon
Kiss me one more time
Before you leave me
I said I'm a loner, I push people away
She said well, you just have to wait
It's not forever but for a while
Get yourself together and have a good life
You waste your time being spiteful and terrified
Look at you, so dependent on recognition
She said you are breaking off
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The World Toad In Embryo
08:16
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I was drunk under the family tree
My mind wandered off into a dream
I remembered my best friend
Kissing my hands
Telling me he'll soon be back
I remembered his life for him when it got dark
And dark was the night
I was a sea spirit
Giving colors to the stream
I was a painter
In roman olive fields
Carry me like i'm wounded on your back
Carry me like i'm wounded on your back
Don't look down, let the tailwind carry you off
Breathe steadily, you're gonna tumble and fall
Right before the rise, right before the rise
Is it okay to speak in here?
Is it okay to be in here?
Another scene, and I'm glowing in her shine
The goddess of emerald, dandelion moon
I'm on my knees broken on the beach
And the song that seems so strange
The song that seems so strange
It has been with me all the way
Leaves brushing against my feet
Green lights greet me through the trees
Everyone I know has gathered to celebrate
I hear them by the river
Where we all used to play as children
All I need to do is reach them
Call out and greet them
But I keep lying here instead
And when I laugh I cry
All I've ever wanted to do
Is to celebrate
Among the crickets and moo cows
The liars and cheaters
And loners and poets and the blonde girls
And like fire to fire
I hope I never wake up
like fire to fire
I hope I never wake up
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Tom Vigebo Oslo, Norway
Tom Vigebo is a musician based in Oslo, Norway. He wrote and produced his first album "The Other August" which was released in January 2016.
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