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Saloth Sar EP

by Saloth Sar

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1.
I'm folding on the chair The shades are closed tight My mind is in the ceiling fan I'm screwing up my eyes I know I must be done for I'm trying to sweat it out I'll never sleep it off til the temperature goes down down But I like it , I know that I do I'll remember the way out, just you wait now I'm filling up the room My skin's fused to the couch I'm melting through the carpet trying to get out The door is up a mountain The hallway is a lake Thermostat's on lockdown So I stay inside and bake
2.
Mother Mary 04:28
Street game, the street game's alive Spirit blame, it's what you needed Crashing through the window pane Teething, grow up to find Demons in your capactity Can't see the woods for the trees Once was, was not One storm, non-stop (Chorus) Mother Mary told me "son If you keep looking back you are broken" There's too much confusion and illusion for the way to be clear There's no way out of here Mother Mary had a child and she left him before the horizon I'm still contemplating, contemplating I'm alone Seek blame, seeking a lie Seek fame, it's what you're needing Forgot the void whence you came Scheming, yeah what's yours is mine Believing is self-decieving Can't see the woods for the crime Once was, was not One storm, non-stop (Chorus) Mother Mary told me "son If you keep looking back you are broken" There's too much confusion and illusion for the way to be clear There's no way out of here Mother Mary had a child and she left him before the horizon I'm still contemplating, contemplating and I need more So find it No more face, can't keep up with the pace I've got a place and a case and a bag of it (Chorus) Mother Mary told me "son If you keep looking back you are broken" There's too much confusion and illusion for the way to be clear There's no way out of here Mother Mary had a child and she left him before the horizon I'm still contemplating, contemplating I'm alone
3.
Siebenaudi 05:24
Birthed from my deepest roots My shivering children, little green shoots Hanging from my boughs and creepers Curious lithe secret-keepers You mark my words I will be heard I move through herds and soar with birds You mark my words I will be heard Astride the earth You fell far from the tree but you're still the same to me Flowers, stalks and leaves You fell out of the nest Just like all the rest Consider yourselves blessed that i'm still with you Crawled out from my deeps and fathoms My vales and gullies, lakes and caverns Never forget my gift of breath My ebb and flow; birth, growth and death You mark my words I will be heard I move through herds and soar with birds You mark my words I will be heard Astride the earth You fell far from the tree but you're still the same to me Flowers, stalks and leaves You fell out of the nest Just like all the rest Consider yourselves blessed that i'm still with you
4.
Ink 05:03
Chosen, to tiptoe through the pages Annals, reams of prose made flesh How to, be good enough to read Just a paragraph It's getting late There's a scrawl on the page Paralysed in a moment of history And I can't complain As the hours tick away I'm a splatter of ink in an allegory I'm written, yielded from the wells A little stroke of irony The faces that pass you in the street Just subtexts and plotlines you never get to read It's getting late Still a scrawl on the page Paralysed in this moment of history And I can't complain As the clocks tick away I'm a splatter of ink in an allegory
5.
Noble Rot 04:51
What a relief, a pace I can keep up with Switch off all the switches I need during the day Keep the lamp burning Look hard into their faces It's a bit of proper freedom Find it in the strangest places Don't be such a know-it- -all you do is speak it I'm a pint-sized prophet Quick to spread an edict Drink to yourself, to your good health Wait for the hour, wait for yourself Call it avoidance, evasion, escape Anyone that doesn't need it cannot be awake Elevate crushing weight Calm us down for heaven's sake Make it all okay, okay The only think that works that way 'Rock and pool, nice and cool' Drink to yourself, to your good health Wait for the hour, wait for yourself

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Debut EP from Manchester's Saloth Sar.

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released August 27, 2014

Andy Preece - Vocals, Keyboards, Guitars, Drums
Chid Seisay - Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Backing Vocals
Matt Franklin - Vocals and Backing Vocals

All music written by Seisay and Preece
except tracks 4 and 5 written by Seisay, Preece and Franklin

Recorded and Mixed by Dan Buxton
Produced by Dan Buxton and Saloth Sar
Mastered by Dan Buxton
Artwork by Pat Bucknall and Chid Seisay

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