- A Blood Promise
Поистине роскошный музыкальный коллектив из Англии. Her Name Is Calla - это мягкий, прохладный пост-рок, который время от времени накрывает волна шугейза. Их музыка задумчивая, неторопливая и очень трогательная. Не забываем делать звук погромче, чтобы дать развернуться лепесткам эмбиента.
- A Moment Of Clarity
And nightly they invade, picking away the scar tissues;
So I can dream without black holes and without white noise.
The city sleeps under cold, delicate stars
Never winning or recovering
And that sound is the crunch of the human spirit breaking
And that sound is the crunch of the human spirit breaking
- Dreamlands
Where the two fault lines meet
Hung from a tree upside down
Blood rushing to my head
Trying to feed myself
Can I worship your body?
Live inside your skin?
With one hand tight round your heart
- Hideous Box
Don't ask me why, don't ask me why
I'll join the army, the salvation army
But it didn't help
Don't ask me why, but don't ask me why
I joined the army, but it drove me barmy
And it didn't help
- I Was On The Back Of a Nightingale
I was on the back of a nightingale, living like a king;
Listening to the songs that you’d sing.
Home fires were burning and the smoke stung our eyes;
We were blind from birth, until that night.
Love grows old and we die younger each time.
Heaven loves a martyr
- It Was Flood
It was flood, it had come;
I broke habits to end up in your bed.
Television told us something, I wasn’t listening;
I was falling asleep across your breast,
Couldn’t tell if you were breathing.
The film was on loop through the night.
Like a bloodied rose between your lips,
- Lincoln
Explosions left holes as big as Lincolnshire,
And my ears rang until they bled.
They opened up their young,
And gave the wolves their blood.
The sun burned the most beautiful colour,
Right into your skin.
If you abandon us again,
- Long Distance Runner
Don't blame yourself, there's enough blood spilt.
Don't cut yourself, i need your help.
Hope led us on, you were always so keen to run ahead
You lost yourself and i needed a saviour
Please bring him home. God kills all his angels
And my best friends
- Meridian Arc
You parted the waves, you parted the waves;
You let me escape
Ashes and skin, ashes and skin;
I’m not supposed to be here
Meridian arc; you know how it ends
But I’m not there yet
How can I take from this master plan?
- Navigator
In the belly of a bird, I travelled across the sea;
Nothing sounded more peaceful,
Than the white noise of saltwater.
To every bird his song,
To every man his wrong
I made you a promise, I would come back;
- Nylon
The pressure grew the most in you, but you told yourself you would be careful.
We ran around, in rags for clothes, pulling the legs off of dragonflies.
You kissed my hands and poisoned my heart, and left great huge scars where you could.
I asked around the towns and schools, but no-one had seen you in years.
- Perfect Prime
I swallowed the roots of the trees,
And they grew deep down inside like they wanted me.
In the north of the field where I grow,
Find the hand reaching out of the ground towards the sun and up into the sky.
Lose me inside your heart and we’ll love just like we did,
Into the last life and the ones before.
Time broke us down into dust,
And we became one another.
- Pour More Oil
No sense in me lying to you
This is going to hurt me more than you
A wave of endorphins and a cold shoulder
And a mighty blow to the back of the skull
I'm in an aircraft out of control
I'm in an aircraft out of control
Pour more oil on us
- Ragman Doll
I'll be the pauper
if you be the slave
we're so damn entitled
and so very brave
The sudden drops of insulin
when your shadow fills the door
we only want what's ours
- Rise
Surely it's a waste of time
You hold me highly,I suppose it's fine
I feel worthy 'cause I've gained your trust
I've done it for myself
I have eaten on a cold dead horse
I have wandered down a blind man's course
I have promised everything will be fine
I don't say this to no one else
- The Long Distance Runner
Don't blame yourself there's enough blood spilled;
Don't cut yourself I need your help.
Hope lead us on, you were always so keen to run ahead.
You lost yourself I needed a savior;
Please bring him home.
God kills all his angels, and my best friends;
My best friends.
- The Roots Run Deep
Back out on the road when we were young,
We thought buildings would be named after us.
I burrowed under ground as deep as I could,
I didn’t belong up top and the sun was too bright anyway.
I took you with me, held on for as long as I could;
Until you broke free and fed yourself into he night.
I’m alone in here now, I’m alone in here now and I’m mixed up