The new album 'Post Tropical' available now. Purchase on: iTunes smarturl.it/PostTropical Amazon smarturl.it/PostTropicalAmz Store smarturl.it/jvmstore FNAC po.st/PostTropicalfnac A video trilogy directed by: Aoife Mcardle Lyrics: Somewhere here's a liar Somewhere underneath Caught between the reeling Mirroring the beat I no longer fish Ended years asleep Saw no sense of holding Staring aimless leave I want to go South of the river Glaicer slow In the heart of the winter I want to go South of the river Face it alone In the heart of the winter And this will celebrate This will settle There an honest day This is a mistake To damn the earth below Damn the earth removed Damp and clawing evening Bursting into tune In a moment I was caught From the current I was safe In a limit of a half I want to go South of the river Glacier slow In the heart of the winter I want to go South of the river Face it alone In the heart of the winter All ignited by the loft cry heard Few became Few became as glorious or Unlocked As the forest they had started living Near Ever since Ever since the farthest reaching island We had sighted sheared it's banks and disappeared Somewhere here's a liar Somewhere underneath Caught between the reeling Mirroring the beat I no longer fish Ended years before There's no sense of holding There's no sense at all I was someone else I was something pure Pitting at the armour Peril at the door I want to go South of the river Face it alone In the heart of the winter I want to go South of the river Face it alone In the heart of the winter

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