Rafał Dąbek - Yeti (Paris Paloma & Old Sea Brigade cover)

Details
Title | Rafał Dąbek - Yeti (Paris Paloma & Old Sea Brigade cover) |
Author | Rafał RaV Dąbek |
Duration | 4:14 |
File Format | MP3 / MP4 |
Original URL | https://youtube.com/watch?v=39ueXrdVIuo |
Description
This song originally perfomed by Paris Paloma and the Old Sea Brigade is beatifully poetic in the sense of pain we feel while losing the ones dearest to us, but not to death. It resonates in the action of finally discovering the existence and true nature of people that become like mystical creatures, due to them changing in unrecognizable ways and ultimately disappearing from our lives.
Lyrics:
Our paths will never cross again and that's the way you wanted it
You never could care less about the way we ended up
We swim in different circles now, I saw your tracks in snowy ground
And didn't want to follow them as you fell off the earth
Sightings few and far between, I have no words when they tell me
A figure spotted roaming in the icy mountain wilds
There was a time I felt for you would collect these words like drops of dew
And savour on my tongue in season dry
And I don't know you
I used to like to pretend to
We're nothing but myths now
That neither of us believe in
You hear how I achieved good ends out of the mouths of mutual friends
And shrug and raise your eyebrows in the way you always have
And with that too, they carry rumours of when someone last saw my movements
A shadow treading through the willows in the forest land
Messages that reach our ears are met with an indifference
I never thought I wouldn't care about you
But here we are
Flung to Earth's corners far
We're nothing but myths now
That neither of us believe in
My tongue's forgotten how
To shape your name the way it sounds
We're nothing but myths now
That neither of us believe in
No muscle memory, no lingering taste
No persistent impulse to pick up your trace
I left you no note, you left me no sign
Of where I plan to go, of what you've gone to find
Sweet indifference, gentle apathy
Wholesome, quiet dispassion, restful neutrality
We're nothing but myths now
That neither of us believe in
We're nothing but myths now
That neither of us believe in