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• Artiste: Sleeping Years (The)
• Titre: Setting Fire to Sleepy Towns
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I fear the hearts of men are failing on these shores, we've been chasing tails and trapping shadows. The whisper lanes and hoods, the conjuring of smoke. We're setting fire to sleepy towns now. I smelt blood and I heard the drumming rise. My quarter, coiled up and baying. The crackling of wildfires, the breathing figures into life. Now we have enemies amongst us. Through it all I gave my hand and through it all these days will end. The battles for your heart carry on, I draw the light and hush the sounds. You'll never need to know. Old songs and folk tales dying, I lift my hands and fake a mirror for your flames. We set out on christened ships, bowing to the shores, fathoms of lost souls below us, but I cup this fleet and blow its sails to the end and this world comes apart in my hands.