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Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
Comes in a standard jewel case with artwork by Justin Abraham, photography by Maq Brown, and signatures from all members of Nospūn. We apologize for the exorbitant shipping costs for all non domestic orders. We understand your frustration and are working diligently to source a solution for future shipments.
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lyrics
It's 1 PM and I just woke up
I should have gone to bed much earlier
It's just so hard when your inner clock ignores the sun
And a moment of uninterrupted peace is what you yearn for
I haul my sorry self downstairs
Still only half awake and barely even ten percent alive
They make the same old jokes, but I don't really care
They don't know what it's like to be so close, and yet so far behind
Wait, there, further down the hall
A pool of red from underneath the door
It's Simpson, a tenant like the rest
Vacant, with an ice pick in his chest
Stricken down in cold-blooded murder
With not a clue of who’s to blame
I blinked my eyes and my world was shattered
Was it my destiny to see the death of Simpson
Father and mother
Someone call for aid
He's losing blood and he is fading, fading quickly
From the living realm
I'm sorry son, the telephone
Won't work, he can't be saved
I can't believe my own eyes
This horrid act of brutal homicide
Poor Simpson
A tenant just like us
From ashes
To ashes, dust to dust
Stricken down in cold-blooded murder
With not a clue of who’s to blame
We blinked our eyes and our world was shattered
Is it our destiny to share the fate of Simpson
Looking on in disbelief
Still reeling from the gruesome scene
I hear the sound of little feet and
My heart is torn into pieces
It's Simpson’s one and only daughter
She only just turned six
Curiosity turns into horror
As she notices
Struggle
To find the words to say
Buckle
Underneath the weight of Simpson
Broken
The thoughts inside her head
Chosen
Not to understand what's happened
Struggle
To find the words to say
Buckle
Underneath the weight of Simpson
Broken
The thoughts inside her head
Chosen
Not to understand that he's been
Stricken down in cold-blooded murder
With not a clue of who’s to blame
She blinked her eyes and her whole world was shattered
Is it our destiny to disappear
Left to wonder
What misfortune
Could befall them now
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One of my favorite Progressive albums of the year by far. It has the appropiate mix of mistery, complexity and surprise I expect of this kind of albums. With some gospel, saxo and flute passages giving a theatrical touch. Fantastic. josich
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