1. |
Bittersweet Ghost
04:38
|
|||
|
This book is falling out of my hands
I can't picture anything in my mind anymore
The letters are getting blurred
The words are mixing up
The lines are moving
Sketching a figure
That turns to greet me
Bittersweet ghost, bittersweet ghost
Black feather pillow
Warmer than the warmest host
Ride me to the morrow
A friend is coming for a lil' chat
I try to listen to her voice, echoing on the walls
Staring at her fleshy lips
Its color and texture,
I recall your summer house
Stretched out on the sofa, the crimson sofa.
Bittersweet ghost, bittersweet ghost
Black feather pillow
Warmer than the warmest host
Ride me to the morrow
|
||||
2. |
Woe Is Ye
04:10
|
|||
|
Woe is Ye
I got a gift that looks like a doom
A gift To procreate il I want to
But you don't, so you lay down the law
And spun my tale of Woe
Woe is me
Woe is me
Woe was me
Woe is you.
Take that forefinger off of me.
Or that forefinger, brother, I'm gonna break in two.
And you, Son, will you tell me what you see?
Will you keep on this tale of Woe?
Or Woe is me
Woe is me
Woe was me
Woe is Ye
|
||||
3. |
Feeling You Near
05:01
|
|||
|
Feeling you near, feeling you near
I'm feeling you near
Somewhere over there, somewhere over here ?
Hidden behind the curtain, or beneath the bed ?
I'm gonna find you cause
Feeling your breath makes a dandelion of me
I'm gonna catch you cause
Feeling your heart beat
Brings me on King Kong's knees
1, 2, 3, here, I'm coming
4, 5, 6, here, I'm it
Feeling you near, feeling you near
I'm feeling you near.
Am I getting cold ?
Am I getting warm ?
Cold, colder, freezing cold, icy ?
Or warm, warmer, hot, very hot ?
I'm gonna find you cause
Feeling your scent
Drops me into the hanging gardens
I'm gonna catch you cause
Feeling your hands
And I'm the little fugue on the church organ
1, 2, 3, here, I'm coming
4, 5, 6, here, I'm it.
1, 2, 3 ready or not,
4, 5, 6, here I come.
|
||||
4. |
Look Up In The Sun's Eye
04:00
|
|||
|
Once I was a black widow
A red apple held in her hand
Once I was a daisy
Pleased to host the bumble bee
I was a singer in a band
With a wicker basket full of fruits
I was there to sing along
And to peel and dice any of them
Heartily, patiently, lovingly, I give away
|
||||
DWEAMZ IDF, France
Born in 2018 the Dweamz members, mosaic of
ages and styles, experiment and develop over the months their custom-made formula, a mix
of soul music, indie-rock and RnB.
If you like DWEAMZ, you may also like:
Melbourne’s The Putbacks hearken back to the smoky grooves of late ’60s live band R&B, with songs that rattle & shake.
go to album
So Much For Gardening
by Feng Suave
Dutch songwriters and producers Daniel De Jong and Daniel Elvis Schoemaker join forces to make classic studio pop with a touch of baroque.
go to album
WILL THIS MAKE ME GOOD
by Nick Hakim
featured on Bandcamp Radio Mar 31, 2020
go to album
The Joy Of Motion
by Mike Irish
featured on Bandcamp Radio Feb 20, 2018
go to album
Come Around and Love Me
by Jalen Ngonda
The London-based R&B singer pulls from the soul greats of the past to inspire his rich meditations on love.
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio Nov 17, 2022
go to album
Just Like You Used To / What A Difference She Made
by Jalen Ngonda
This two-song project from the Maryland-born and UK-based soul singer features vintage, 1970s soul-influenced songs.
go to album
