1. |
Pick Apart
02:52
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come away oh human child
all my problems start to pile
once again
foremost it all was mild
then it started getting wild
just like a ball and chain
so I start to reconcile
with a life that lasts a while
and causes too much pain
though everyone's arranged and filed
captivated and beguiled
I am feeling so restrained
and I don't know what will come after those days
that are covered with a dusty veil of haze
but I guess there are not so many ways
to know what to pick apart and what to praise
underneath a foolish antic
there's a lack that gets gigantic
that's where the tension lies
just before I start to panic
I recall what made me manic
did also make me wise
I no longer agonize
over things they're on their rise
I'm somehow left in daze
as you wait me to appraise
I keep running through the maze
you built up with your life
and I don't know what will come after those days
that are covered with a dusty veil of haze
but I guess that there are not so many ways
to know what to pick apart and what to praise
I don't know when I will stop being with arrears
with a life where I can't tell complaints from all those cheers
those skies are laden
but all in sudden
all the truth appears
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2. |
The Possibilities
01:51
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3. |
In Hope
01:16
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on first hand
not necessarily from love
on second hand
you stuck my face onto the windowpane
I could live in hope
I could live in hope
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4. |
Good Days
02:52
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we had some good days
my, oh my
we had some good days
under the sun's blaze
weather's nigh
in oh, so many ways
then I start to blame the ax
for causing all those heavy cracks
I remember
I'm a contender
It's now or never
I'll set us free
so for this time, I'll blame the tree
I'm having bad times
yes for sure
I'm having bad times
that changes sometimes
when I run dry
I read between the lines
the ax is blamed by default
while I'm still searching for the fault
then I remember
I'm a contender
It's now or never
I'll set us free
so now again, I'll blame the tree
girl remember
it was November
you were so tender
now I'm dismembered
you disagree
I'm sorry but I'll blame the tree
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5. |
Through Cloud, Hopeful
01:26
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through cloud hopeful
with a slight gestation
my neck's sometimes doubtful
but yours, a constellation!
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6. |
Faint Hearted
03:29
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if I take back my heart well
what is going to stand still?
I don't dare to see all the wrongs
and that feels natural indeed
the mankind and their noises
is what grieve myself the most
we are all alike a losing dice
that just awaits to be tossed
I raised a god ephemeral
and I drag a pile of ghosts
and I feel like an ocean wave
without a coast to wash me off
dead people stand beside me
and I live in an early grave
there's no one to rejoice in me
and that is why I misbehave
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7. |
Lament for John Fahey
04:25
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8. |
Forgotten Hands
03:42
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well I had it coming
although I plead and prayed
for my forgotten hands
why should I blame her
for my impendent nights
those nights will never come
but the day dawned
and it took me by surprise
although I never knew
this was a blessing in disguise
if my years could come back
like a fleeting bird
I would track them down
barefoot
I feel like a landmark
a cemetery of goodwill
I hope that I'll atone
today
then the night came back
and I start to lose control
I never found a way
for my long-gone soul
tell me people if it's true
and all that winter came
on a summer day
for my forgotten hands
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9. |
The Poles
03:51
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bring me every single piece
you used to love so dearly
bring me those heavy thrills
that only you can give
provide me with a lucid dream
that brings salvation nearly
each one the "everything"
for somebody else
oh, I see those poles
leaning on each other
oh, now sing for me
you son of tar and pitch
oh, you forgot us, one after another
oh, now you seek remorse
into this word of glitch
forget the storytellers
that plot your life, yearly
just show the skills
that everybody speaks of
invent me a new life that
it will make sense so clearly
patience you told me
we are going to reach the peak
oh, I see those poles
leaning on each other
oh, now sing for me
you son of tar and pitch
oh, you forgot us, one after another
oh, now you seek remorse
into this word of glitch
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10. |
1 & 20
01:15
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11. |
Misirlou
04:35
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12. |
Summertime
03:23
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one of these mornings
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Angelos Krallis Athens, Greece
Angelos is a musician and a visual artist, currently based in Athens, Greece
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