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Dead Souls, Shamatha & Tattoos

by TheOrganism

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1.
Intrusion 02:59
"Share we now, oh these damning times Bent to the ground evermore I am an angry fellow, none the less, having been caught in a high time of war. So save me dear while you still can I've lost my satire, silk & sand Broken down on back road's heir Care upon care; still gripped my dear..."
2.
Wise 02:31
"This ain't no portrait of a man giving up We just can't go through the motions Might get rowdy when I'm down on my luck But let's be honest, I spare nothing in my devotion All the times that we held on through Held on through the centuries Now it's faces down and all the hands go up Hate to hear another degradation of a nonsense culture Been picked off for vulture Basic as basic can be/Take a seat No Compete Come see the realest/I ain't covered for my feelings They all go out/Still so indifferent yet mindful of everything All in a day, day unto night, and I wish that I had more time."
3.
"Every trouble that I've ever owned, well it's hanging up over my head And it seems that I've lost my my fair to ride and I'm out in these streets again. Remember if one should fall prey to tide that the current returns again And if every lover was our favorite one, then it wouldn't matter where we end. So, sink me into Oblivion, we're restless at the heart Touch your ivory skin to mine as I fall for your every remark (Kalyn Beasley) You put me up like a picture, you brought me in from the cold For so long I was a fixture hanging from a thread of gold. Everything changes in the long run, it's okay in the end. I had someone to be my enemy, but I needed you to be my friend. So, sink me into Oblivion, we're restless at the heart Touch your ivory skin to mine as I fall for your every remark"
4.
"My lady for needle we pull thread Just the other day I felt too restless, too weary, too phony, too fake Out on a bridge I knew water would come my way Hands above your eyes trying to shade the sun cuz we're lost in it's rays So steady are the hands of time That we may never become again Folding and saving we caused this to fray But Oh how lovely this sound is today. I fear only reverie, praises are always so bare Promise on the wind I'll never be bastard or bruiser again So steady are the hands of time That we may never become again Folding and saving we caused this to fray But Oh how lovely this sound is today. Oh how lovely. Give into nothing and nothing will give, regarding all mans deepest haunts Well, suffice it to say that I'm well on my way, yet everyone thinks I am lost... Oh how Lovely!"
5.
"I found her down on the avenue and now she's inside of my head. Faith never ever tells of your heavens disguise. In motion all hell's best intentions almost every single night. Drug days are over man, but the hustle's still what's hype. Baby girl don't you worry bout nothing cuz it ain't gonna be alright Even though you got a real man with you but it ain't gonna be alright Baby girl don't you worry bout nothing cuz it ain't gonna be alright We take value in nothing else: Love Hate Black White Create Sound Destroy, alright. I was baited by my bold adolescence and in Tupelo I found my share. Wooden handle of an axe almost took his life. For those stranded at the top of a mountain, there's no savior who sits on high. Letting go of every breath, all men must go to die. Baby girl don't you worry bout nothing cuz it ain't gonna be alright Even though you got a real man with you but it ain't gonna be alright Baby girl don't you worry bout nothing cuz it ain't gonna be alright We take value in nothing else: Love Hate Black White Create Sound Destroy, alright."

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released September 30, 2016

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TheOrganism Bozeman, montana

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The tenth and final collection of ambient folk from Montana's premier stylistic artist; The Organism. The Lower I Bow is a not so subtle nod to one who, in utmost humility, practices the Dharma. Through sample-based R&B combined with ethereal folk sound scape, this work will move mountains! ... more

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