You're so bold Here we go I'm a bastille built for magic From the rock steady From the soul steady I'm a rock steady... Lost souls, lost its hold But our souls, lost souls, lost its hold Can you come come come/go go go again? With hours/mounds of joy? When the wonder can't keep up When no m_? holds my tongue?? It's my fault And it's your fault When the wonder can't keep up When no mountain? holds my tongue?? It's my fault And it's your fault When the wonder can't keep up When no m_? holds my tongue?? It's my fault And it's your fault Peer Pressure All these kids on their way If you're sly, slip away ... (tender lights?) All this town on its side?? Stuck out soul like the shame Someone would say it was just a tale At least this is, at least you are A bitter taste and a bitter start Time and time again it's not the time But if you push me far enough you know it might Time and time again it's not that kind Time and time again I'm not that type Longing for (??) hollow?? strides Running through?, running wild And this joy that I found And my feet left the ground Time and time again it's not the time But if you push me far enough you know it might Time and time again it's not that kind Time and time again I'm not that type Now, I've begun the bruising Must, must you force the curse?? charming?? And I recall my potent sign?? And hush the signs You must be right.
I feel like I'm watching a National Geographic Documentary Series entitled, "The Dark Side: An Archeological Survey of Ritualistic: Rhythmic Dance an Exposure to the Revelations of; "Post-Punk" and 'Goth' Sub-cultural Secret Society'. " Ahh.. Haa... Ha... !!! --- (please excuse me, I just couldn't help myself) what an exercise in verbose pomposity. Seriously, I knew exactly, when I was a true Goth. I started dancing by myself - in a dark corner - completely oblivious to everyone around myself. To me, it was as natural as breathing. Note: Slow this down between -5 to -10 percent; then, is much better, at least I think so. I'm confused pertaining; why is it that, this particular song, hasn't garnered more views and comments? It shouldn't be the video; because, it's accurate and 'sub-culturally' significant to the 'post-punk' movement - these people epitomize the entire 'proto-Goth', underground subcultural movement. Admittedly, it's slightly before my time; however, it remains a 'cornerstone' of the sub-cultural manifesto: Ultimately, "Goth" was first considered a "performance-art" form, just as was Electronic Body Movement (EBM), was also considered a congruent anomaly. Perhaps the younger generations, should study and intellectually digest just exactly, how and where everything started? TR/ST 's music is the next, "true iteration" of that thinking. It's not some great unsolved mystery; rather, the sub-culture has become a social movement - a manifesto - that exclaims, "We are Here, There's NO Avoiding 'It' Anymore !!!" I believe, the name "TR/ST", should morphologically transform into the name, "TRUTH". I believe, their music is much more important; than, the normative evocation of non-stolid praise. Robert and Maya, don't hide anything -- "It is what, it is" - the transcendences from an intentional archetypal rise. What does all that mean? - "TRUTH" (aka, TR/ST) - is an obvious progression of the sub-cultures successive and progressive modern evolutionary expansion. Robert is the "it boy" for the 21 Century. "Remember, We are the New Counter Culture: The Conservative Elitist, loath and fear, The Independent Thinker's" ---- Raven Shadow "Contemplations: Native American Philosophy"
Wow. This is the next level thinking to the vibe that I feel like just fills my every sense of sadness AND happiness at the same time. I don't know what "goth" is but I think my brain can feel it. This SONG JUST KICKS ASSS SO MUCH
@@sqtuck Thanks you for your kind words. I'd been looking, where I had made this comment. When anything concerns, what is "Goth"?: It's usually only because a subgenre has recognized it, to be so. Goth, never means you conform, to wearing black and sit in the corner sulking sadly. It's a way of thinking and operating, that is the independent -- You.
