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Far Away
09:47
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Far Away
Music: Glutton
Lyrics: Eirik Ørevik Aadland
Far away, me and you together
Did you show them the beautiful pictures?
What did they exclaim thereupon?
How did they exult and rejoice?
Did you take notes of their faces, and any occasional
Outbursts of uncontrollable emotion?
Blue skies, sore eyes
We are twin souls
It’s all a blur
Did you tell your friends about me?
Did you hesitate to pick up the phone when
I called and you were with them?
Did you tell them how we kiss and hold hands fervently,
How we message each other at inappropriate times?
I’m sure you told them nothing
Blue skies, sore eyes
We are twin souls
It’s all a blur
In my soul, my fish bowl
Sharks and manta rays patrol my holy ghost
Someone do the first stab
Someone draw the first flag
Vapors from your lips clog my vision
I’m wide awake inside a fog
Far away, a crystal marble and a vacuum cleaner lost together
On an empty beach, a pair of names are washed away forever
Blue skies, sore eyes
We are twin souls
It’s all a blur
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Eating Music 1
00:25
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The Tomb of the Unknown Ontonaut
Music: Glutton
Lyrics: Lars Schwed Nygård
My throne's borne on Pentagram's wing
My magic on words that I sing
My name is a bell to unring
And were I a man, I'd be king
Beliefs I’ve held, I have seen
Then discarded, unlike you, Justine
But peril to you I've foreseen
And were I king, you'd be queen
The city's oppression's now real
Beneath clouds of alien steel
But this human's not here to kneel
Grey flesh yields under my heel
A story I’m told, one of doom
Of you, what they placed in your womb
I leave it for dogs to consume
Justine, there's no name on your tomb
Unknown but to the Mothership
to the Now
Unknown but to the vast machine
to the Sun
Unknown but to the Silvermind
to the Tree
Running to the front door and drawing upon it a rune
A sigil of saucers, spacefarers' secrets, my tune
Step 'cross the threshold, then lo and then behold, it's true
Unknown but to the Mothership
to the Now
Unknown but to the vast machine
to the Sun
Unknown but to the Silvermind
to the Tree
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Eating Music 2
02:03
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5. |
Pinhole
07:14
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Pinhole
Music: Glutton
Lyrics: Eirik Ørevik Aadland
Staring through a pinhole
This is where the light comes in
Waiting for a breakthrough
I would do it all again if I could and
Dressing up in tin foil
My reflections can’t escape
Digging out a black hole
I feel so heavy, I’m bound to fall
Picking up a white dwarf
Who went to ground, but had it all
Maybe I could just break it all
Buy staplers and print doomsday posters
Maybe exposure to solar radiation
Caused my eyes to blink and swell and ooze
Kicking out a poor guest
I cut the strings, I’m hovering
Singing songs of the righteous
Who had their children incarcerated
Maybe we could just fake it all
Plaster cast grins and fulfilled expectations
Maybe the lashes caressing my back
Whirled up a silver stream that rolls and ebbs and flows
Hollow dreams when knocked on make the strangest sounds, a range of sounds
What to say and how to say it when you know your words are
So I watch you from afar
But I don’t mind a second time
Maybe it would be the same
Leapfrogs rushing from the woods, all we do is
Kiss our fates goodbye
Drawing maps in our minds
Wearing bright new colours, I tried to warn you about the rain
Got a crack in my skin, I tried to tell you to seep in
Maybe I could just push you up and let you roll down, like great expectations
Maybe the lightning I see in my sleep is just another cloud
Trying hard to block my view
Hollow dreams when knocked on make the strangest sounds, a range of sounds
What to say and how to say it when you know your words are
You are all I think about
Blisters on my eyelids
If you were to come around
I’d be lost and I’d be found, all I’d do is
Concentrate the light here
Let my thoughts be magnified
Make this day worth waiting for
Take me to a place I know I will
Recognize, it’s like before
Pick me up, I’m getting stomped to the ground
All these years gone by
And you’ve never made a change
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Eating Music 3
01:50
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Future Blue
05:48
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Future Blue
Music: Glutton
Lyrics: Eirik Ørevik Aadland
Follow the glow
Catch me, I’m
Mellow and cold
Drifting on
Tombstones afloat
Scamander
Keels in the cool
Morning air
What time of year
Catch me up
What time of day
Drying up
It’s just a game
Scamander
Deafened by
Warning calls
Don’t look back, it’s all too late
To hide your tracks, to change your fate
You are running out of control
See the sunrise through the smoke
What a deed you’ve done, throwing off that yoke
You broke the seal on your scroll
Dye your hair and change your name
Grow a grizzly beard, never be the same
You can start all over again
Buy new books, leave it all behind
New friends, new looks and a brand new mind
We’d all come search for you then
It’s mist, not dew
It’s nails, not glue
It’s fog, not clouds
It’s rags, not shrouds
Oh, it’s dust, not soil
Oh, it’s grease, not oil
Oh, it’s sand, not seeds
Oh, it’s all you need
Oh, you’re lost, not gone
You’re manning a crusade
You’re fighting on
Oh, tear down the barricades
Oh, you’re blood, not wine
They’re painting on your door
You missed the sign
Oh, you’re losing every war
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Holes in Time
05:00
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Holes in Time
Music: Glutton
Lyrics: Eirik Ørevik Aadland
I don’t know who kicked you in or out
What were you doing?
Or where you strayed from the common route
Where were you going?
All of a sudden, you’re in too deep
How, how deep?
Every way out takes a giant leap
Takes a giant leap
Sinking out of it, thinking out of this cling film
Blinking, you did it, sunken, you hid it
You swallowed more than your share
Took on more than you could bear
Taste the bitter of these tears
It’s a shame not to be broken
Slowly
Each day another surge
And no one knew how strong
The currents were where you stood
Where you just stood
Letters like this don’t expect replies
No more lies and no more alibis
They go to the oceans and the skies
Joining some seagull’s relentless cries
Cloudy eyes
Clenching the river with both your fists
Whom were you fighting?
I thought I saw your face through the mists
Wrestling some monstrous
Billow of shame or a wave of guilt
What have you spilt?
What dragged you in, never spat you out
Slowly
Each day another surge
And no one knew how strong
The currents were where you stood
Where you just stood
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9. |
Space & Our Hearts
07:26
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Glutton Oslo, Norway
Glutton is a prog-rock/post-rock trio from Oslo, Norway. Our artistic ambition is to combine the sonic and compositional explorations that characterize both 70s prog as well as modern alt-rockers such as Ulver, Radiohead, Motorpsycho, Jaga Jazzist and The Mars Volta, incorporating inspiration from a wide range of styles and expressions that also include jazz and classical minimalism. ... more
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