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ERRA - Luminesce
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February 5, 2016
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3:29Now PlayingErra // Drift // OUT NOW
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10 YEARS OF CONSTELLATIONS TOUR 2019
11/19 - Antwerp, BEL @ Trix
11/20 - Hamburg, GER @ Gruenspan
11/21 - Berlin, GER @ Columbia Theater
11/22 - Dresden, GER @ Reithalle
11/23 - Budapest, HUN @ Dürer Kert
11/24 - Vienna, AUT @ Flex
11/25 - Lyon, FRA @ Ninkasi Kao
11/27 - Paris, FRA @ Le Trabendo
11/28 - Leeds, UK @ Beckett Su
11/29 - Bristol, UK @ Swx
11/30 - London, UK @ Electric Ballroom
12/01 - Stuttgart, GER @ Lka-Longhorn
12/02 - Zurich, SWI @ Dynamo
12/04 - Munich, GER @ Backstage Werk
12/05 - Cologne, GER @ Essigfabrik
12/06 - Frankfurt, GER @ Batschkapp
12/07 - Amsterdam, NET @ Melkweg
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LUMINESCE - LYRICS:
I'm spiraling out of control, so you illuminate a clean slate. You're lifting the weight that is diluting inspiration. I woke with the sun in my face, mountains by my side, the desert air pulling the breath from my lungs. I've been making my way through a barren landscape, littered with remains of past lives and shadows of the scavengers. World passing by, leaving traces of shapes, blurring into memory. Dreaming of terrain that sustains, I wake up. I'm lying parallel with the landscape. There will always be a void to be filled. Illuminate a clean slate. Keep lifting the weight that is diluting inspiration. There will always be a void to be filled, with no permanent fix. Shifting of puzzle pieces to simulate a whole. World passing by, leaving traces of shapes, blurring into memory. Dreaming of terrain that sustains, I wake up to a world that's unfamiliar. We leave, and then we go back like we never left home. When will we wake the fuck up? Parallel with the landscape, I lie awake with diminishing desire to always seek escape from a home where I feel sound and safe. World passing by, leaving traces of shapes, blurring into memory. Dreaming of terrain that sustains, I wake up. Wake up. When will we all wake up? Diminished desire to always seek escape to a world that's unfamiliar. We leave, and then we go back like we never left home.
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