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These are from my new Serge Modular synth. Just a couple of little things I whipped up last night and tonight...
These Things...
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These Things...
http://home.comcast.net/~r3cogniz3r/Sam ... iThing.mp3
http://home.comcast.net/~r3cogniz3r/Ano ... eThing.mp3
These are from my new Serge Modular synth. Just a couple of little things I whipped up last night and tonight...
http://home.comcast.net/~r3cogniz3r/Ano ... eThing.mp3
These are from my new Serge Modular synth. Just a couple of little things I whipped up last night and tonight...
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These things
Spare a little sample, save some sounds for me.
Sound waves up ahead moving in the trees.
White noise in linen, turning into hiss,
And the full moon that hangs over these things in the mist.
Darkness on the edge, sound waves where I stand
I search for the time on a watch with no hands,
I want to see things clearly, come closer than this
But all I remember are the things in the mist
These things go on when I close my eyes.
Every second of the night, I live another life.
These things that sleep when it's cold outside,
Every moment I'm awake, the further I'm away.
Is it cloak and dagger, could it be Spring or Fall?
I walk without a cut through a stained-glass wall.
Weaker in my eyesight, a monkey in my grip,
And sounds that have no waves are coming from the synth.
These things go on when I close my eyes.
Every second of the night, I live another life.
These things that sleep when it's cold outside,
Every moment I'm awake, the further I'm away.
There's something out there I can't resist.
I need to hide away from the pain.
There's something out there I can't resist.
The sweetest song is silence that I've ever heard.
Funny how your feet in dreams never touch the Earth.
In a room full of monkeys, sound waves make a hiss.
But the Monkey hides his face from things in the mist.
These things go on when I close my eyes.
Every second of the night, I live another life.
These things that sleep when it's cold outside,
Every moment I'm awake, the further I'm away.
These things go on when I close my eyes.
Every second of the night, I live another life.
These things that sleep when it's cold outside,
Every moment I'm awake, the further I'm away.
Sound waves up ahead moving in the trees.
White noise in linen, turning into hiss,
And the full moon that hangs over these things in the mist.
Darkness on the edge, sound waves where I stand
I search for the time on a watch with no hands,
I want to see things clearly, come closer than this
But all I remember are the things in the mist
These things go on when I close my eyes.
Every second of the night, I live another life.
These things that sleep when it's cold outside,
Every moment I'm awake, the further I'm away.
Is it cloak and dagger, could it be Spring or Fall?
I walk without a cut through a stained-glass wall.
Weaker in my eyesight, a monkey in my grip,
And sounds that have no waves are coming from the synth.
These things go on when I close my eyes.
Every second of the night, I live another life.
These things that sleep when it's cold outside,
Every moment I'm awake, the further I'm away.
There's something out there I can't resist.
I need to hide away from the pain.
There's something out there I can't resist.
The sweetest song is silence that I've ever heard.
Funny how your feet in dreams never touch the Earth.
In a room full of monkeys, sound waves make a hiss.
But the Monkey hides his face from things in the mist.
These things go on when I close my eyes.
Every second of the night, I live another life.
These things that sleep when it's cold outside,
Every moment I'm awake, the further I'm away.
These things go on when I close my eyes.
Every second of the night, I live another life.
These things that sleep when it's cold outside,
Every moment I'm awake, the further I'm away.