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The Invention of the Hole

by Sleep Is Wrong

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1.
This is the first song I finished for this project, the rest followed pretty much on its own. I usually start out with poetry as dummy lyrics, but with this song what I stumbled upon (some lines by Blake and some by Housman) worked so well I had to keep it, therefore the metatextual chorus. lyrics Thoughts in a Bag Never seek to tell thy love Love that never told can be For the gentle wind does move Silently, invisibly I told my love my love I told her all my heart Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears She did depart How have you left the ancient love That bards of old enjoyed in you! The languid strings do scarcely move The sound is forced the notes are few! Soon as she was gone A traveller came by Silently, invisibly He took her with a sigh When I was twenty-one I heard a wise man say Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away Give pearls away and rubies But keep your fancy free But I was twenty-one No use to talk to me When I was twenty-three I heard him say again The heart out of the bosom Was never given in vain Tis paid with sighs a-plenty And sold for endless rue Now we are twenty-five Thank god that its not true Enough of poetry. It merely proves that truth and beauty differ; but notwithstanding this I hope that you will find that our truth will do. Thank god I know that William Blake is wrong And I can come home to you in all my visibility
2.
Remember This Before the thoughts arrived It was easier; pointless, but pure And all there was, was light Why am I not so sure That you would want to hear of holes within a heart The outer light was brighter then As kud said, internal lights can be blinding So I put on my internal shades in vain Say would you want to know Of the holes within my heart Where tiny demons grow Soon as you depart Remember this my love The holes inhaled the light But for you The gods go begging here Remember this my love Gay popes and swifter wordsworthes Tumbled in at night And threw a party in my head To illuminate it bright-ly in vain no one will ever know how bright it would have been the holes inhaled the light now it festers in between I am dead yet moving still Nothing's left for them to break I can't wait to be reborn But to be born again first you have to die So smile when you drown Remember this my love
3.
If 02:37
If my compliments to you what a disgusting mess we are fast asleep beneath the waves we shiver in the cold so we are relieved to leave how fragile is that smile full of sickening grace and all at once our crippled souls alight as if we are relieved to leave but if you leave i'll die here
4.
War 04:14
War A river to drown in A suicide to end a war The surface is beckoning And when I go down then The undertow will take me home I'll slit their throats and take my leave Sometimes I already feel them move Underneath my skin It's about time I went underneath as well No one understands Why we spend our little lives Dismembering ourselves just to survive Sometimes I don't understand Why I still waste my precious time Trying to understand it all A river to drown in a suicide to make a point might easily turn out to be one of the thicker things to do As if there ever was a choice Thank god I finally remembered where the nightmares grow Peel back the skin and feel the scars around the pulsating remains Rip it out and pry it open at the seams Let's hope this tragicomedy will guide us back into our dreams
5.
Dreams in Slow Motion And another day is lost I'll stay under my blanket And try hard no to move Lest something should awake Eradicate the tought Watch from the behind the scenes Unknowing and unknown I'll stay I try hard not to mind Cause all you ever wished for And all you believe Comes down to nothing after all and another year unfolds still under this blanket and as of yet no move why don't you come and join me i'm sure you'd love it to to learn how not to mind (i guess i'll stay) as all you ever dreamed of And all you believe Comes down to nothing after all And every single of the demons all the pain in you Comes down to nothing just as well They'll die before you do I hope they'll die before you do
6.
Noise and Eternal Sleep Where are the gods Sleeping in the deep Do they dwell in their dreams Or is it ours they disturb Until we wake Where are the gods Dead but dreaming of the havoc they will wreak When they awake I wonder where they are I wonder why i still miss them so I wonder where my nightmares live these days I wonder where they are I wonder if they can find their way back home alone Do they dwell in their dreams Or is it ours they disturb Are they here I wonder where they are I'll never know And I no longer mind Why it took 25 years for me to find out that this is but a dream out of which i'd rather awake There is just this one little thing If you want go ahead and laugh A rather unimportant detail At least that's what I thought It's just that i can't quite remember where the surface really was
7.
For the Love of Cthulhu For the love of Cthulhu pray Or he might harm you on your way Down into the realms of sleep Where he wanders in the deep Maybe you’ll never awake Maybe the opposite plague will fall on you Maybe you can’t fall asleep For a billion years of turning around in your bed But you cannot die For that is not dead which can eternal lie And if I were you I’d rather stay awake Experiment on alternative ways to rest If I were you I’d rather stay awake Cause if you want to survive this sleep is wrong Maybe it‘s all but a dream Maybe the Dalai Lhama is jewish after all Maybe you’ll even survive And maybe god decreed that four is five

about

Once upon a time a guy who reads too much felt an urgent pressure in his inspirational bladder. Lacking any talent whatsoever in the drum-department he asked a dear friend to help him out, and on top of what that friend played he painted with all the energy he was given. This is where the metaphor with the bladder totally stops making sense. Nevertheless, after very little "composing" (the thing forced itself upon me) and a lot of recording I am quite happy with it. This is a very, very honest effort at listening to and recreating what the drunk orchestra in my head plays all day, and therefore very selfish, but as fucking sincere as it gets.

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released May 8, 2008

Drums and some Arrangements - Matthe Landes
Mix and Master - Victor Bullok
Music, lyrics and everything else - J

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