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Nineteen Below (ft. Alanna Bach)

Michalski Music on February 15, 2011 15:12

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    Classic ethereal trip-hop journey a la Portishead. This track is suitable for a number of placements including film.

    Music - Michael A. Michalski and Alanna Bach
    Lyrics - Alanna Bach

    The juts and divets of your face
    Haunt and cloud my vision
    I'll peel them off, I have to erase
    With bitter, numb precision

    I stoked and fed the chilled desire
    But solely my soul's on fire
    Our splitting minds, growing mold
    Sprout the posion darts you throw
    The gauge I fixed on your heart froze,
    And never rose, at nineteen below

    Melt from my memory, I cannot be
    Between muted answers you keep swallowed
    Your severed phrases concave me
    Until there's nothing left to be hollowed

    I stoked and fed the chilled desire
    But only, only my soul's on fire
    Our splitting minds, growing cold
    Sprout the posion darts you throw
    The gauge I fixed on your heart froze,
    And never rose, at nineteen below

    But when the frost bites, I don't drift to sleep and die
    It spikes my sense, to keep awake
    Under blue, cuts out the mess
    Lights up the ice cave in your chest
    To think: that's where my head would rest..

    Pounding echoes of your words
    Their meanings no longer blurred
    Shivers from your fingers' ghosts
    Whisper "we were always lost"

    I stoked and fed the chilled desire
    But only, only my soul flames and fires
    Two minds split by one too cold,
    It forms the posion darts that you throw
    At my heart- it iced, and couldn't thrive, at nineteen below

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