Black Matter

by Thus Owls

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The root of it all Grows under It twists around in Warm soil Pushing through The eyes are asleep in the waters The mouth is awaiting the vowels The flesh heats up once more In yearning To poor from wells in stupor To surrender My eyes are asleep in the waters My mouth is awaiting the vowels My lungs are inhaling a memory My brain is awaking a motion What stays hidden Is not necessarily Without motion Or at rest In the quiet and unseen is thinking and shaping a womb to grow within I will give myself to you when I'm able I will give myself to you when I'm able I''ll give myself to you and I will open up to you and I will share my pain with you when able
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05:36
We've got it all in the hunches We''ve got it all in the spaces It melts away Away and apart The black matter around a woman's heart It's a seasonal pain A death to mourn A sickness to cure A wrangle to solve, a virus to devour For others to come Our longings got lost In a change of heart His eyes lie green under the question When will you come back to me? A strangers face With a mute embrace A bloodless voice To weak to heal the pain When will you come back to me? We've got it all if we want to We've got it all when we care to Will we nurse it? Will we stand and last for all of it? We've got it all in the space between We've got it all in the love we feel Will we nurse it? Will we stand and last for all of it?
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I tightened my grip Around my fear's wrist To take control To overcome It made them stay much longer And I covered my face With the least of me To avoid The pressure Instead it had the best of me Instead it left me bleeding Could you drum up the nerve And love it all Could you straighten out the bones And look at it all Could you drum up the nerve And love it all Could you straighten out the bones And include it all The strings vibrating from my mouth In a golden voice Could keep the cold Far and remote If I would see them through Could you drum up the nerve And love it all Could you straighten out the bones And look at it all Could you drum up the nerve And love it all Could you straighten out the bones And include it all
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Turn up the volumes Follow the call Part from the choir When their ears set in silence Give your voice to the sun Do not shy from the mouth Your belief might be lost But hold on to their eyes Give your heart to the beat Go take on the winds Hold on to your core Give your heart to the beat Go call off the games Hold on to your core Turn your eyes to the sky Set your lungs on fire They keep bracing themselves, Hard and stoked for the flames Give your heart to the beat Go take on the winds Hold on to your core Give your heart to the beat Go call off the games Hold on to your core Done shaping myself around you Done building myself around you My throat is dry from the quiet My lips are wet from the desire Turn up the volumes Follow the call Part from the choir When their ears set in silence Hold on Go on Give your heart to the beat Go on take on the winds Give your heart to the beat Hold on to your core
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We leave We forget And we shape expected forms When our imagination''s too poor We come and We rage And we break whatever we've cared for Only because we got bored We lie and We pray And we hope that we will get away With whatever weakness we carry that we''re ashamed of Let it rave through your body And blow through your mind Let the light and the waves Pound your flesh to the ground So you hear how life Keeps on calling you Keeps on believing That you can embrace all the love That is given to you Through life, throughout time It is grander than pain And much grander than doubt If you turn to hope if you turn to your heart You will hear how the voices do sing out To the oceans, to the sky To the oceans, to the sky

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You can get Black Matter at Itunes or buy the vinyl from Secret City Records.

Produced by Thus Owls
All songs written by Erika Angell & Simon Angell. Black Matter written by Erika Angell, Simon Angell and Stefan Schneider.
All songs published by Secret City Publishing Inc.

Featuring:
Erika Angell - Vocals, Synths, Programming
Simon Angell - Guitars, Basses, Synths, Piano, Programming
Liam O'Neill - Drums, Programming
Stefan Schneider - Drums on "Black Matter"

Strings written and arranged by Daníel Bjarnason

Mélanie Bélair - Violin
Mélanie Vaugeois - Violin
Ligia Paquin - Viola
Annie Gadbois - Cello

Recorded and mixed at Studio 3 at Planet Studios by Pierre Girard.
Additional recordings at Skap's apartment in New York City, at Studio 105 in Montreal and at home by Erika & Simon Angell.
Mastered at Trillium Sound Mastering in Montreal by Richard Addison.

Cover art by Karl Lemieux
Cover design by Derek Broad

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released November 6, 2015

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Thus Owls Montreal, Québec

The mesmerizing and dark velvet sounding Thus Owls from Montreal is built around the core of Swedish-Canadian couple Erika and Simon Angell. Simon’s harshly charismatic guitar blends with the urgency of Erika’s vocals to create a sound that bends and stretches their unusual compositions into ever newer and surprising shapes. ... more

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