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B! Machine WHISPERING pt. 1
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TRACKS | PRODUCTION NOTES | LYRICS
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01. Fold 02. Painless 03. Falling Dream 04. Shadow 05. Wasuremono 06. Bleed
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Written and recorded in the Summer of 1997. The six tracks on Whispering pt.1 were selected from a grouping of eleven or so songs as most representative of the B! Machine sound. Whatever that is. All compositions followed in the Must Kill tradition of anti-polyphony (Excluding the ESI-32, a technicality since it was employed for non melodic purposes). Whispering pt.1 also contains the first multi-lingual songs produced by Wishduck Studios since B! Machine's Dorlotez-vous.
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We've grown old our secrets have grown into lies that bring us together that veil our hearts
Our promises hold at least on the inside we've grown old at least on the inside
I do not love you I do not know you but I'll think of you for an afternoon (on this afternoon)
If I talk to you If I even think of you The age of memories The almost destiny
Comes back to me like your arms around me like the love that bound me wound around me once it was too much but now I can't touch you
If I'm close to you or even the taint of you
Comes back to me when your words have found me what I've done surrounds me it crowns me once it was too much but now I wish I could touch you
Its always you this falling dream I dream of you and if you'll catch me you never do
me no yume boku ei en ni wasurenai demo ima no life everything everything's a lie
It's always you this falling dream I dream of you and if you'll catch me but you never, you never do these broken words cannot come true this falling dream I dream of you
Sometimes I catch myself wandering streets where our shadows still dream you no longer live here and I no longer know you but sometimes I catch myself wandering streets where we...
Sometimes I catch myself dialing numbers where you lived but your voice even your sisters voice won't echo off these walls
open your eyes êS ÇÉ å© Çæ the ghost of our love åN ÇÌ ñY Çê ï¨
ëS ïî Ç Ç° Çé a kiss and a dream àê Ç Ǹ Ç I never know what I mean to you
çð ìú ÇÌ ãC éù Ç¿ ñ¾ ìú ÇÌ ñ² Çà the ghost of our love åN ÇÌ ñY Çê ï¨
Bleed...hands are work...working your bloom...your opiate in concentrate...on the memory... can't memorize...glazed eyes Rise...fear is alive and mounting...paranoid and doubting...bent and suppressing...every memory un-memorized... every memory un-realized...every memory un-denied
All Words and Music N. Nicoll |
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