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Born of time, genius, and emotion. |
Credits: Hartlowe |
Story Behind the Song
The wind and the rain, which initiates the song, represents the subtle storm that is resident within me. A storm swirling to the tune of chaos. A storm, no less dire from that of a real one. Now fades in the EP and fades out the storm, unto the two Single Note EP Hits and the One Shot Synth Lead, all of which usher in the Beat.
You have knocked on my door, entered in, and now sit with me in my den.... Bear you witness, my truth....
We have come after and before the storm. This is the calm of the eye. Where the burning of a great many triumphs go on unlived. Still, and bound to the earth, overshadowed by the clouds.
Can you hear my unsung?
Does it tickle your organ of dreams?
This place where you now stand, immaculate to a weary eye, is retainer to my viture. This Spot is the only pure stretch of me. My Soul Spot. The true nature of my nature. Yet, left somber and
indolent....
Again the storm....
Damn these clouds....
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