Wayfarer

by Bear City Poems

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Our days are numbered, but it's all in our hands And everybody's leaving, while I swing my life away It's not so easy to fold these lines When everyday you might see your last sunrise But you keep telling your friends you just fine Though it may cost you life Just bring me back my days of summer When we were young and proud Just give me back my hopes and daydreams We'll scream it out loud Take all your chances, don't waste a moments of your life Believe in better ways and after that you will feel alive It's not so easy to break away, when it takes so much strength to stay You have a power to light up your way so sing along, hey-hey Just bring me back my days of summer When we were young and proud Just give me back my hopes and daydreams We'll scream it out loud
2.
03:24
I've been roaming along the riverside trees Bridges and walls, oceans and hills I've seen many faces in South and North But no one could tell, oh, was it worth I've been traveling so far away, oh Mary Ann I had covered my head with ice and snow It's been a hard times, but only thing I know No weather can stop me, neither hurricane, nor storm Wherever the road goes, I'll find my way home I am walking back on my traces, oh Mary Ann I know there's emptiness on your mailbox Believe me I'm hurrying through mountings and rocks And when I'll reach you, looking forward for this day Your arms and your lips will melt me away I've been waiting so long to hold you, oh Mary Ann
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I was lost in the woods I was trying to find myself Without a compass, without a map I was lost, crying for help Or maybe I don't want to be found Like a treasure stone, that lies under ground Or maybe I want to be alone Or maybe I am ... I have seen better days I have walked my own wasted ways Without a compass, without a map Maybe one day you'll understand Or maybe I don't want to be found Like a treasure stone, that lies under ground Or maybe I want to be alone Or maybe I am a treasure stone
4.
I was raised by the howling wolves And a moonlight silence was my lullaby I have met a girl with a vixen' eyes And we couldn't find a place to feed her appetite And I'm asking you for water in this wasteland And I'm asking you for water in this wasteland I have met an old man with a heart so cold In a land, where a smile was a price of gold I have seen a beauty of a mountain heights And I've been talking to the fire 'till the morning light So I'm wanting to feed me with your nightmares So I'm wanting to feed me with your nightmares I have walked with a Northern wind Through the houses burned and the churches doomed I was trying to count down my days Until Death came in to have a dance

about

Настал этот день.
Вещи собраны, рюкзак за плечами. Ты готов к путешествию. Ты не знаешь как долго ты сможешь идти. Ты не знаешь кто встретится тебе по дороге. Ты не знаешь что именно тебе придётся преодолеть. Но ты знаешь куда ты идёшь и для чего.

В этот релиз мы вложили часть своей души. Пусть же твоя ноша будет легче. Приятного прослушивания. В добрый путь.

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2015
Запись и сведение - Alan Roxton, Unknown Superstar Studio.
Запись вокала - Dead Mouse Studio.

В оформлении использованы фото Egor Pigalev (treetfilms.com).

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В записи принимали участие:
Виталий Спирин - тексты, вокал, акустическая гитара, гармоника, тамбурин, шейкер, перкуссия;
Алексей Недре (The Sins) - электрогитара (1., 3.), электросмычок (1.);
Михаил Летов - бас-гитара (4.), орган (1.), хлопки (1.);
Мария Мещурова - скрипка (4.);
Ольга Суднищикова - клавишные (2.);
Василий Егоров (Сны Энтомолога, Goatswamp Songs) - слайд-гитара (4.);
Ксения Летова - бэк-вокал (4.).
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released September 17, 2015

Cat. # '59SRS-024
CD release date: March 20, 2017
Limited to 100 copies

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