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Mastery
04:15
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Mastery
Like a fog in me
Twisting endlessly
Through the night I stumble
Blackened eyes
A hollow prize
No one but fear in the mirror
You see me
I want your gaze
Feed me with your breath
On stage up there I'm made of air
Vibration's all that's keeping me alive
You think you know
All there is to show
Then the door is closed
And the whispers gather
Indisposed
Nobody knows
How far you'll go
For that sweet dull thunder
Makeup lights
Bodice laced tight
Watch me lose myself
Eyes and hearts and blood and tears
How Art enraptures Life
Sound
Hold me in your wreath
All around and there'll be
Sound
The last thing to feel
It'll fade and there'll be...
Nothing left
Nothing left
All I was is all there is
Oh but it was the perfect performance
Oh yes it was the perfect performance
Oh yes it was the perfect performance
Oh yes it was the perfect performance
Sound
Hold me in your wreath
All around and there'll be
Sound the last thing to feel
It'll fade and there'll be
Sound
Hold me in your wreath
Sound
The last thing to feel
It'll fade...
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House on the Hill
07:27
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A light sprinkling rain
Caresses the town
The sun will not shine
On this little town
Oh the birds will not sing
The curtains are drawn
A babe will not cry
Once it is born
For the House on the Hill
High in the East
Keeps a strange surveillance
A long time ago
When life was a dream
A man from the Sea
Came wandering
He walked with a cane
And a wolf at his side
He came upon the town
Like the swelling tide
At the inn where he stayed
They had the least idea
Of what his intentions were here
Guilty of innocence
The Lighthouse Keeper's Daughter wears a yellow dress
Nineteen summers and a winter time
Elona of the Amber Eyes
She made herself a garden
Of Shells, Rocks and Bones
The moonlight spilled about her
The sea it churned below
Then she was spirited away
To where the Rock of Ages lay
The Wolf was waiting for her to show her the sign
She gazed upon it calmly with knowing Amber Eyes
And she smiled
"Come with me, my Ancient Child
All will be revealed
Take it now your Fate is sealed"
The Lighthouse was abandoned
For it had lost its light
But when the sky was darkest
It burned Amber bright
As though it were guiding some Unseen force
The villagers were frightened
They say the place was cursed
But the House on the Hill
Might be standing still...
Waiting...
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Jewellery Box
04:53
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Jewellery Box playing in the back of my mind
Playing in circles
Playing with Time
Ancient melody
A lullaby rhyme
Keeping my secrets
Keeping them mine
Padding so softly down grey marble halls
The Woman with soft velvet skin
Unto the Chamber of Whispers she calls
The Watchers that dwell deep within
"Hasten and listen!" she hisses and sneers
"The time is now close at hand, it won't be long 'til the King disappears
Be ready to heed my command"
The moonstone of Isis shudders and gleams
From around the neck of the Child
Tossing and turning the king in his dreams
Around him the Watchers abide
Deep in the Atrium of the Night
Nestled in soft velvet skin
The Child awakes and blinks at the sight
In the sky the moon seems to grin
Gravestones and rainbows the sun comes and goes
The Kind rules the Wasted Lands
Sleeping forever awaiting his foe
The Earth it moves where he stands
Moves where he stands
The Watchers are waiting
The Woman weaves on
The Child finds the key to the locks
The moonstone of Isis whispers the future
From inside the Jewellery Box
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Sorcha Chisholm Tokyo, Japan
Sorcha Chisholm is an Australian folk rock soul singer songwriter based in Tokyo.
Her sound and
style is atmospheric folk, with her songs mainly composed on the piano or guitar. Sorcha has also explored rock, blues, jazz and cabaret.
Her themes explore mysticism, the human condition, women’s stories and empowerment.
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