I have only heard a few songs by the Pindrop Symphony (Lauren Benedum). They are raw and immediate like someone alone in the dark at 2 AM. Someone who can't sleep and just has to get it out of their system. Grabbing a piece of paper they sit in the dark writing down what is tearing them apart. I've done that, so has Lauren and here it is. I hope this isn't just a demo but the finished work. One more note would ruin this delicate, barbed wire construction. It is a perfect expression of burnt out obsession. What is left when love is gone but its shadow hasn't.
"Ghost Story"
I am happy when you're gone
Though won't you tell me I've done wrong
And I am here not so alone
When you're gone
When you're gone...
Little white lies
Behind your eyes
Dressed up like a best friend in disguise
I guess it's safe wrapped up in your lies, lies, lies...
I am here
Not so alone
When you're gone
When you're gone
You call me up and say,
We could fuck each other
But it wouldn't put us under for long
We could fuck each other
But it wouldn't put us under for long
We could fuck each other
But you're already gone
Happy when you're gone.
Her echoing voice sounds so betrayed and full of longing like someone sitting in an empty cathedral. Visit her site and hear more from this quiet, honest voice.
- Location:New York
- Mood:artistic
- Music:Ghost Story
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vincentblackwo- Vincent Blackwood