Attics - Granite State (artwork faeton music)

Attics – Granite State

Beautiful song by Attics

Artist about the track:

Granite State opens as a haunting campfire ballad. Radio transmissions flicker in and decay over the hum of marimba and acoustic guitar. Synthesizers bubble and growl, scanning for a signal. Soon, the warm pulse of the chorus enters with shimmering keyboard and electric guitar melodies punctuating the vocals in counterpoint. A sardonic ode to a sensitive friend. Granite State inspires and crumbles like an antiquated lesson. At least it ended fast.

LYRICS:

The old man
Of the mountain
Has fallen down at last
At least it ended fast
His face collapsed
In a landslide
Just after midnight
I can’t remember what it looked like
Even in a granite state
He couldn't hold his face
Not like you could
You never let it slide
Why let a good thing die?
You will take it on the chin again
Cause you can't help leaning in
You can't stop listening for more
Your face pressed against the door
You’re an interesting specimen
You’re an antiquated lesson book
You’re a long forgotten recipe
I’ve never been much of a cook
Say excuse me
Say pretty please
No matter what you do
You part the seas
Wherever you have been
People reacting
Like you're an allergen
A lightning rod,
A third rail, a fifth column
An evil spell
The truth is always a hard sell
At the bottom of a mystery
In the middle of a rift
You always were so sensitive
You feel the continental drift
You’re an interesting specimen
You’re an antiquated lesson book
You’re a long forgotten recipe
I’ve never been much of a cook

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