1. |
||||
|
'Ravens in the Pieris Garden'
Oh spent were the days for the man with his head in the shade
A thousand ways, a thousands thoughts
Life of puzzles well worn and fought
A blind optimism in your silence
Left seeking freedom in your eyes again
The night falls comes a distant snow
The dreamers are asleep with no place left to go
An audience left so idle
Awaiting your final recital
And there's a storm coming about
And you're waiting for your lover to shout,
"Come in."
I'm burning up to see you now
I'm burning up believing you now
In thinking all your ways are true
In thinking I don't know what to do
The night falls comes a distant snow
The dreamers are asleep with no place left to go
An audience left so idle
Awaiting your final recital
Stain your clothes with crimson death
Your heart bursts right out of your chest
It's the blood down my chin, it's our only sin
It's the blood down my chin, it's our only sin
It's our only sin
|
||||
2. |
Dramatic Sundays
03:43
|
|
||
|
'Dramatic Sundays'
Sacrifice self for convention
And irony, fail to mention
I can't stand what's become apart of me
I can't stand what you'll always seem to be
And for tonight we will see
I don't know why
That I must be
So dramatic for you
Dramatic for you
So dramatic for you
Sacrifice self for a lesson
in irony, a modern conviction
I can't stand what's become apart of me
I can't stand what you'll always seem to be
And for tonight we will see
I don't know why
That I must be
So dramatic for you
Dramatic for you
So dramatic for you
|
||||
3. |
||||
|
'Like Jumping From Rooftops'
Your love is like jumping from rooftops
Oh try as I might.. I can't give you up
It's not enough to say I care
It's not enough to have you here
What can I say to you?
What do I know is true?
To say I want you
To say I need you
To say I love you
To say I, say I
|
||||
4. |
||||
|
'Further Away CEMETERY Babe'
I see you moving further away
Disappearing from me today
A faint smile meets your face
Hope now misplaced
Knowing there's nothing left to chase
When you're away, spoil goes my day
But when you're near, the stage becomes so clear
And I don't know, I can't decide, no
And I won't go, fear becomes the angry ghost
Fear becomes me
And I don't very much like games
But here I stand, I'll play anyway
If to just be near you
Make my wants suddenly become true
For you, so true
There she goes again
Dancing in the wind
Drifting further away
But there goes my day
There goes my day
Dancing in the wind
Falling in love,
Love is moving in
|
||||
5. |
Bloom
02:19
|
|||
|
The language sung here is not a real one.
|
||||
6. |
Chandelier
02:20
|
|||
|
'Chandelier'
In your eyes I can disappear
Like falling down from a chandelier
I'm calling out to something not there
My wildest dreams could not compete
And destiny would not believe
Oh look at me,
what do you see?
The night falls
Like the bats from a cave
Awaiting your call
Just come my way
Without a second to spare
You're finally here
Count my days
I flew and flew
I walked on water and you just knew
A fantasy
Just not for me
Painted the seconds on the wall
I'm waiting there
I never seem to fall
The same old forest
We tend to meet
Hush my darling, don't you cry
Your mouth opens up you let out a sigh
Your tears fall down your face
Now nothing to say
I know you'll never never see
And we'll never never see
And I'll never never see
And we'll never never be
It tears apart at me, it tears apart at me
And you'll never never see
And I'll never never see
And we'll never never be
And it tears apart at me
It tears apart at me
|
||||
If you like Cemetery Dolls, you may also like:
never again. [Album]
by urbandoned.
supported by 9 fans who also own “Cemetery Dolls”
Jedes! , ... jedesStück `ne Perle in PostPunk! Fantastic !!!
go to album
supported by 9 fans who also own “Cemetery Dolls”
I need more of these dark synth vibes in my life, this album slaps
go to album
supported by 9 fans who also own “Cemetery Dolls”
This coldwave is thawing with emotion. Through the cracked ice the beauty shines.
go to album
“Strangers” is packed with wonderfully menacing electro-goth—late-night horror movie music for vampire dance parties.
go to album
They Can Always Hurt You More
by The True Faith
Perfectly dreamy, gloomy goth jams with the cathartic feel of many of the '80s greats from Boston's True Faith.
go to album
Leucovorin Rescue b/w What Is Owed
by The True Faith
Boston goth/post-punk band True Faith offer two punchy, hooky, perfectly melodramatic cuts on this new 7-inch.
go to album
