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 TITLE: Awake GENRE: Experimental Rock, Progressive Rock, Soft Rock LABEL: Self Released/Independent The song begins with a few seconds of ambient nature noises, wind, and faint flute, sounding almost new-agey, before reverb-soaked acoustic guitar begins playing big, spacey sounding chords. This continues for a few seconds before a layer of multitracked guitars begin playing, all playing different chord progressions. The wall of sound is almost overwhelming. Zander's vocals come in, multitracked to sound like a chorus of vocals, humming. After a bit, the guitars fade out until only one is left, playing simple chords, as the vocals begin, soft and soothing, days awake never felt like this
stay away, i've never felt like this
and its not too late, i've done it all before
and its not too late, to find the open door
sometimes i wish i'd never been born
sometimes i wish i didn't love the world
but its too late to regret it all just yet
it's not time to complain about that yetthe guitar begins playing a simple, muted arpeggio, but before too long the wall of guitars come back, playing different variations of the main guitar line, as Zander's vocals become softer and more secretive sounding, the wind is soft
the rain is warm
the clouds are gone
devoid of storms
the rain is light
the sun is bright
with open arms
i'll hug the lightThe instruments fade out until it's just the ambient nature noises, and a few strums of guitar are heard, echoing long after their gone. Faintly, thunder can be heard in the background, before the wall of guitars come back, playing complicated arpeggios and licks, more and more appear in the mix until its almost overwhelming, until suddenly, all of them leave but the main guitar, playing simple chords again, but it's getting dark and it's time to go inside
it's getting cold and i feel that i must hide
but ain't it funny how, when it feels like you can't win
you can break right through into the day againThe rain and thunder noises get louder until they're punctuated by a single, loud cymbal crash that resonates long after, the main guitar plays a muted arpeggio that seems out of place amongst the rain sounds, the winds are cold
the sun is warm
the cola's cold
i'm coming homeThe rain and thunder get louder, the flute from the beginning plays a few mournful notes, and the volume of the rainfall increases until everything is drowned out with white noise. |
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