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A Box of Far Off Things

by Bleach For The Stars

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1.
Locket 06:48
Underwater Underwater Underwater Underwater Underwater Underwater Underwater Underwater Thought I saw you Locked inside a summer's laughter Lighter than foreverafter Cleaner than my words can draw you Underwater Thought I'd call you Hiding like a quiet colour Gliding like my kind of weather Nothing smaller Holds you closer Underwater Underwater Underwater Underwater Underwater Let me matter Underwater Let me matter Underwater Let me matter Underwater Let me matter Underwater Underwater Underwater Underwater Underwater Underwater Underwater Thought I saw you Growing smaller Petals falling All the dull things Caught my small eyes Looking backwards At the surface Of a cold day Caught my sad eyes Falling backwards Like it mattered Like it mattered All in concrete All in concrete All in concrete All in concrete Like it mattered Underwater Like it mattered Underwater Like it mattered Like it mattered Like it mattered
2.
Circles 06:27
Come with me Come with me Come with me Come with me In the morning In the morning Come with me Come with me Come with me Come with me In the morning In the morning All the grand things Held in bright wings Circles on the sea And singing Circles under me So freeing All the grand things Held in bright wings Circles on the sea And singing Circles under me So freeing All the grand things Held in bright wings Circles on the sea And singing Circles under me So freeing All the grand things Held in bright wings Circles on the sea And singing Circles under me So freeing Come with me Come with me Come with me Come with me While there's meaning While there's meaning Come with me Come with me Come with me Come with me While there's meaning While there's meaning Circles And dust Circles Circles And dust Circles Circles Angles Lines Walls Night Falling Nothing Stalled Circles Endings Tears Knives Tatters Battered Failed Lives Circles Circles Circles And dust Circles And dust Circles Circles Circles Circles And dust Circles And dust Circles
3.
Speak to me with eloquence Stand by me in elegance Everything of consequence Drifting in impermanence Speak to me with eloquence Stand by me in elegance Everything of consequence Drifting in impermanence Softly now Floating gentle in the first day Lift the blinds up high Everything moves in time Softly now Turning in the light we raise The clouds sit back each side Everything tuned in kind Warm sands under me Warm sands under me Warm sands falling free So free Warm sands under me Warm sands under me Warm sands falling free So free Cracks and cast skies Ice at edges Whispers where there should have been free words Cracks and cast skies Ice at edges Whispers where there should have been free words Cracks and cast skies Ice at edges Whispers where there should have been free words Cracks and cast skies Ice at edges Whispers where there should have been free words Glass cracking Cast skies Ice at the edges Whispers where there would have been words Whispers where there would have been words Glass cracking Cast skies Ice at the edges Whispers where there would have been words Whispers where there would have been words Spoken with such eloquence Stood there in your elegance Everything of consequence Gathered for the end of this Spoken with such eloquence Stood there in your elegance Everything of consequence Gathered for the end of this Softly now These eyes are shifting Dusk is falling All the while we know All that we have to do Softly now These forms are shifting Gloom is shaping Different ways to go All that we have to lose Old sands under me Old sands under me Old sands falling free So free Old sands under me Old sands under me Old sands falling free So free Nothing was there It never was so clear to me Nothing was ever there No need to dream Nothing was there It never was so clear to me I can't see Nothing was there It never was so clear to me Nothing was ever there No need to dream Nothing was there It never was so clear to me I can't see
4.
I mirror I shiver I reach inside my head And I find just what I said I linger I quiver I sit beside myself And I look for someone else Wait for me Show me something left to see Standing here With the tide so very near Wait for me Show me something left to see Standing here With the tide above my feet Wait for me Show me something left to see Washing in Washing into everything Wait for me Show me something left to see And too late to begin Again Waiting here Waiting here Waiting here Waiting here Waiting here I'm alone with all my cares Over there Someone's looking through my stare Waiting here Full of little bits of fear Somewhere near Both my eyes can disappear
5.
Stopper 11:21
There was something that I said There was something to be had There was something that I said There was something I could mend There was something in the East Undone for me All the warmth that I would need Just out of reach Running I can catch up if I try Running The tears pass by Running Through the shadow of the snow Some way to go Running Down the cold and broken sands Running Far beyond the reach of land Running Out against the bitter end Running Back again Here and there The walls are coming down The faces tear Beyond repair Here and there I toss the letters in the air Scrub the dirt out of my hair Here and there By empty miles beyond compare I stare I stare I stare Here and there I dust the embers towards the door Made bare Made so bare No more Ghosts All the rest is lost now A time to run again I won't Ghosts All the rest is lost now A time to run again I won't Ghosts All the rest is lost now No way home Nowhere else to go Ghosts All the rest is lost now No way home Nowhere else to go There was something that I said Something closer to the surface There was something wet with blood There was something real There was something that I said Something closer to a purpose Big hands tight red There was something real Something closer to the surface Something closer to the surface Something closer to the surface Something closer to the surface Closer to the surface Closer to the surface Stop Closer to the surface Closer to the surface Closer to the surface Stop Closer to the surface Stop Closer to the surface Stop Closer to the surface Stop Closer to the surface Closer to the surface Closer to the surface Stop Stop
6.
Making Holes 10:14
Making holes in everything Big enough to hide the truth So fragile where the memories cling The curtains move Making holes in everything Every dream will have to do Tender from each little sting The frames come loose I wake up Beneath the binding sheets My breath loud I'm not complete I know now Just what I couldn't keep The blank sounds After sleep I walk out Into the steaming street The blunt crowd Graze their feet My head bows Into the evening trees This clear doubt Deep under red leaves Making holes in everything Big enough to hide the truth So fragile where the memories cling Pale fingers move Making holes in everything Every dead dream has to do Tender from each little sting My mind comes loose Back between Tall machines Cracking bone Hot black teeth Nothing clean Left to scream All alone Underneath Back between Tall machines Cracking bone Hot black teeth Nothing clean Left to scream All alone Underneath Making holes in everything Big enough to hide the truth Making holes in everything Dead skin Lice And worn out shoes Making holes in everything Big enough to hide the truth Making holes in everything Barren mouths all painted blue Back between Tall machines Cracking bones Hot black teeth All alone Underneath All alone Underneath All alone Underneath All alone Underneath Nothing clean All alone Underneath Nothing clean All alone Underneath Underneath Making holes in everything Making holes in everything Making holes in everything Making holes in everything Making holes in everything Making holes in everything Making holes in everything Making holes in everything

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My first forays into exploring a new sound, composed of dreamy, unorthodox synth-pop minimalism, and soft, delicate poetic lyrics and spoken word verses on love, loss, pain, and uncertainty.

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released March 13, 2022

All art, music and lyrics: Ben Power
All tracks mastered by J. Stillings at Steel Hook Audio Mastering

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Bleach For The Stars Harwich, UK

Experimental multi-genre concept albums, all with a prominent Industrial edge.

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