X-ray Spectacle 1 Vinyl
by The Dark Lights
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X-ray Spectacle 1 - Translucent Green 7" Vinyl
limited edition coloured vinyl
Includes immediate download of 2-track album in your choice of high-quality MP3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire. -
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The Eye
03:08
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I Keep Counting
01:58
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credits
released 01 October 2011
Written and produced by The Dark Lights.
Recorded by Rachel Ho and Alan Grillo in London and Adelaide.
Mixed by John De Michele in Adelaide.
Written and produced by The Dark Lights.
Recorded by Rachel Ho and Alan Grillo in London and Adelaide.
Mixed by John De Michele in Adelaide.
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license
all rights reserved
feeds
feeds for about
From opposite ends of the earth; The Dark Lights are a band of glorious contrasts with pop sensibilities, brooding yet upbeat, angular yet soulful.
shows
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May 31London, UK
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Jun 20Newquay, UK
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Jun 27Liverpool, UK
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Jun 28Manchester, UK
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Jun 29Leeds, UK
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Jun 30Birmingham, UK
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Jul 03London, UK
discography
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Jun 2012 -
Oct 2011
contact / help
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- Track Name: The Eye
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They parade at night,
in the show that they create.
You can dream all you want,
All the faces seem the same.
Stay awake please.
Oooo
They saw a life flash through an eye.
An eye for an eye
Vessels break apart,
any closer to the gain?
A fondle in the dark,
would it be so much to wait?
Stay awake please.
Oooo
They saw a life flash through an eye.
An eye for an eye
Hold, hold, hold tight.
Your Light.
Oooo
They saw a life flash through an eye.
An eye for an eye - Track Name: I Keep Counting
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I washed my hands of you
And take back my own devices
We'll soon be wishing that
You'll soon, will be gone.
My stem cells have unwound
And my back is broken.
My mouth is gagged and bound,
Come back, come back mistreater.
But I keep counting.
My jaw is made of glass
And your words have cut it.
My face is blue and black.
Come back, come back mistreater.
I was waiting outside your door,
Wishing I could say more,
Falling on to the floor.
I keep counting.
Equate your life to expense things and
You've never done wrong. (low tone)
A life filled with silverspoons and
Sticks in, sticks in moons.
Now my stems cells have rewound
Now my back is broken.
My mouth still gagged and bound.
Come back, come back mistreater.
