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Landerim
1. | Listen to Flatfoot Back To Dryden by Landerim | 189 | plays | 2:40 | $0.25 | 2 | |||
2. | Listen to Little Boy Crystal by Landerim |
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3. | Listen to The Thaw by Landerim |
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4. | Listen to If Your Smile Was Meant For Me by Landerim | 19 | plays | 2:10 | $0.23 | 2 | |||
5. | Listen to Row - Recess by Landerim | 24 | plays | 1:48 | $0.23 | 2 | |||
6. | Listen to Over Land and Sea Delivered by Landerim | 39 | plays | 2:52 | $0.23 | 2 |
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About The Blue Shift (Greatest Hits!)
Landerim is named after a word Robert Wyatt made up on the track "Alifib" from "Rock Bottom." Most of the songs were influenced by Wyatt, Brian Eno, Talk Talk, the Byrds, Pink Floyd, the acoustic Big Star songs of Alex Chilton and Chris Bell and European traditional music. Here are the words to the tracks that have singing:FLATFOOT BACK TO DRYDEN
You can be afraid of everyone
You can fake your face and stay too long
When you sleep the settled thoughts
May just escape
Never felt as sad inside
Swallowed fast until you cried,
"All the cheap and twisted sins!"
You can be afraid of everyone
You can take a shallow glance all wrong
When you speak your even thoughts
Will always break
There’s a glassy surface here
All the couples see you clear
Taken, in a Sunday’s will
You don’t want to be a raw sense slave
With your every feature on display
But you want to feel
The skin reality
Flatfoot back to Dryden when
You’re broke down and stained again
Table draw your life away
To be mutual as one with her
Not a faulty dream that’s just a blur
Pouring into every promise
On a face
LITTLE BOY CRYSTAL
Ten years have worn, gone by
Since my father’s time
When he said his last
Goodbye
Of his glory
I was stillborn
We share a name
Despite
Product
Of the ideal merge
My both were made
Alive
There was the other
That scented other
Who kept my self withdrawn
Inside
Ten years have torn, gone by
Since my father’s time
When he said his last
Goodbye
Of his glory
I was stillborn
We share a name
Despite
PROJECT
OF TOOL SOLUTIONS
MY BOTH WERE MADE
ALIVE
THERE WAS THE FLUID
THAT OTHER FLUID
IT FELT SO GROSS ON THE
OUTSIDE
If YOUR SMILE SMILE WAS MEANT FOR ME
If your smile was meant for me
Beyond a veiled memory
I’d have followed in the sharpest shoes
If the whispers had slipped wide
No struggle for a place to hide
I’d have stood up straight and been like you
I saved all of the yearbook photographs
I saved all of the yearbook photographs
Were they true or empty pages
Full of hollow dressings cast
As I go through all the distant faces
To the last
If your smile was meant for me
The distance and the drag between
Might have opened to a waking bloom
If I found a space inside
To dwell complete forever tied
I would never wish to be that new
I dream back all the seasons
And the sense
I dream back all the seasons
And the sense
Were they wandering and real
‘til they tangled to a blend
as I pass through all the nagging traces
to the end
OVER LAND AND SEA
All good will come
In third refrains
For in the rare
And dirty light
There shifts a gleam that you will capture
And hold ‘til the measure’s right
Where once-a-crawl
Will shine straight through
Into a warm delay
Falling in perfect waves
And easy as an afterthought
They will drown
And drift away
The only real
And anywhere
That you will feel
Lies warm and bare
To still the antique clamor
Of all your past affairs
Ever boundless
And certain
To spare
Such gentle senses laid
Under a soft cascade
And easy as an afterthought
They will drown
And drift away...
