Go and take no notice
Of the creaking pillars on which we stand
The ghost that sleeps below us
haunts within the solace of our shade
And so you'll find upon him
A bed of dust in our creaking colonnade
How the dust falls
And weakens the link that carries us on
Softly, Slowly
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I am not when I am not my own
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Honest days on my own
I am everything
Honesty days on my own
I am everyone
Do you hear me?
On this day I'll die alone
On this day I'll die alone I know
Forests heaped in acres of wood
I could see farther than heaven could
but you can't hide a sound in houses of tin
and I can't help but feel I've lost something
Leaves and root
Seal my throat
But how could I have known
Who I was?
Speak the truth
Bare my soul
And tell me I did it all
For my self
Then forgive me and love me
Forgive me
and love me
Cooper Bowman’s hypnotic tape loops expand and disintegrate in real time, taking on new shapes & textures with each go-round. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 18, 2017
This 26-track compilation of jittery electronic music & folk-inspired compositions is a brief history of the label A Future Without. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 18, 2018