Apostrophe

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released May 25, 2015

Music & lyrics by Sis Matthé
Produced by Bert Aerts, Jan Matthé & Sis Matthé
Mixed by Bert Aerts at Studio Beleg
Additional mixing at Senstudio
Mastered by Uwe Teichert at Elektropolis
Cover typography taken from and based on the graves of Igor & Vera Stravinsky, Isola di San Michele, Venezia

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Track Name: Stiller
Run over time, fulfill dreams of the slow,
save all the ones, make everyone use every kind of force we know.
Heart, don't jump ship for now, it's harder than ease,
shifting your move, dancing your fall, do trust the leap of faith it takes.

We have each other, waiting ones in a waiting room,
we have each other.
We have each other, simultaneously inhale,
we have each other.

Absence explained right there, so you pack up and go,
hiding in daylight all of the time, using a golden mask for the soul.
Laugh at the insecure that make up their mind,
downplay the gist, measure the world, turn up the volume till you're dry.

We have each other, waiting ones in a waiting room,
we have each other.
We have each other, simultaneously inhale,
we have each other.
Track Name: Let Have
All of this with names in mind,
more than I can recall.
In a change of possession,
what is given, what is done?

Hard to tell what kind of past
spread out, overcooked or gone.
Let you have what I translate.
Let it go now let it shine.

In a summer of silence
I will sharpen my mind with yours.
I'll have something to hide,
I'll have something to hold for you.
Track Name: Of Two
If we are trying to fight this feeling,
then don't we try to forget again?
There is a whirling crowd of eaters,
the start of a season of only several days.

In a parade, on a balloon,
in a disturbing place.
Under a moon, on top of the sun,
in a forgiving space.

Had you imagined this
as a way to begin,
to take it across the top,
a line drawing of love?

Three brothers talking, a new religion
and two lovers barking inconsolably.
This is a headshaking wonderland,
the start of a landscape with fountains and

we will parade in a new dress,
in a disturbing place.
We will caress whatever's left
in this forgiving space.

Had you imagined this
as a way to begin,
to take it across the top,
a line drawing of love?

In a season of two days we can take a constant swim.
In a perfect hiding place we will suffer till we're thin.
When the final morning calls, around a table we have sold,
in a fadeout, through and through self-alluding
oh you,

had you imagined this
as a way to begin,
to take it across the top,
a line drawing of love?
Track Name: Apostrophe
Put up, move in before someone
can feel like weaving through.
Build on from there
with well-thought-out plans
and well-thought-of style.
Lay bricks of gold in beds
far in time, half unknown,
kept inside, made a sign.

All done, wasted,
nighttime draws on.
Listen to what appears
far in time, half unknown,
kept inside, made a sign.
Track Name: Giaours
Insubordination talk
made up all we used to know.
We found ways to help the guided
lose their voices in a tick.

We have always been here,
taking turns as guards in towers.
We will always be here,
loving more than we can handle.

Walked on heels and toes for ages,
up to speed but never running.

We have always been here,
taking turns as guards in towers.
We will always be here,
loving more than we can handle.

Only infidels to others,
better call ourselves the giaours.

We are always here now,
loving more than we can handle.
We are always here now,
timing for that burning hour.
Track Name: Former Sleeper
Wear the flower overblown, flaunting the perfect shape of melting wings.
Suffer the historic weight, stand in the shadow of a blazing sun.
Cluster words to hide the one talking in overstated metaphors.
Take apart the understood, hand us a watch overwound.

Love the mind that overshot, pillowing talk of random overspill,
only to inform us on the alarming way the water runs.
Go and make a drop, begin building a wall of overwhelming tears.
Source a lake of overflow, hidden behind a smiling mountain range .

We get together under fading sunlight,
another weightless moment facing oversight.
We get together over fading sunlight,
a former sleeper, drowsy-head in shape.
We get together.

Anytime refinement codes what on earth is serving as a purpose,
we will turn our backs on subtlety
and trace it back to scribbled notes in the margin of the story told,
for the love of serving up the sake.

Flood it from the bottom up,
throw down a bank, damage the damming.
Thicken liquid into bricks,
throw down a bank, damage the damming.
Up to our necks in mud,
throw down a bank, damage the damming.
Wade into the one in charge,
throw down a bank.

We get together under fading sunlight,
another weightless moment facing oversight.
We get together over fading sunlight,
a former-sleeper, drowsy-head in shape.
We get together.
Track Name: About Around
Let me think this like a memory,
paraphrasing feeling weak in the knees.
Let me hope for one on one and two.
I'll be dreaming, I'll be thinking all through.

All around about this embrace will last
every time I breathe.
All about around this embrace will last
every hide I seek.

Slightly later, still recovering from
what is lost or won or lasts in this embrace,
seconds dripping from the clouds I breathe,
I'll be dreaming, I'll be dreaming all through.

All around about this embrace will last
every time I breathe.
All about around this embrace will last
every hide I seek.

Let me just tell you
you are someone tonight that I could get used to,
whistle and mouth combined.
Let me just show you
there is a howling mind that I've seen in newsrooms,
fever and body bound.
Track Name: Hatter
A straight up banishment of thought,
a pure and simple ivory house.
Lock out the magic of the day,
hang with the waiter in the back.

Oh how you're reaching for this moment,
stargazer bombast, downcast eyes.
Oh now you're tumbling into rooms
and look all wonder out of hand.

You're the hatter,
you're the hatter of the night.

How is this mining for the stars?
The way it works forever yours.
Nebulized hope in spray paint cans
for loose, abstracted militance.

Oh how you're reaching for this moment,
stargazer bombast, downcast eyes.
Oh now you're tumbling into rooms
and look all wonder out of hand.

You're the hatter,
you're the hatter of the night.
Track Name: Definition Man
A rectangular view I want to try and overcome
with a lightly upset and better version of the same.
In a moment of doubt, I grab a saved up tube of balm.
'Cause it's making me old, I need to get a better name.

It's about striking words, about the quenching of a thirst,
about a fire that's put out, about muting every word.
With a stain blotted out, an overwhelming mass of signs,
leave alone what is left and try to get a better name.

A burst of helpless loving
in a world detached.
It takes a while to hold you
but I'll get there sooner.

Well, the size of it all, it doesn't make me any sense
and the feeling of reach is like a head numbing pain.
In an urgency call, I am a definition man.
In a paper doll world, I want to get a better name

Speak the language of all we try again again again.
I'm a stayer in shape to get a better better name.

A burst of helpless loving
in a world detached.
It takes a while to hold you
but I'll get there sooner.

Have got to like all the ways home.
Makes perfect sense when overheard.