Thank you Mark for the haunting beauty of your voice. Your music helped me along some bleak parts of my life. May you have peace, wherever you are now.
If beautifully painful had a voice. Its this man. Granted your gone and certain songs live just dont hit the eay they used to. At least we have the one that you are in. Its better to have that, than not know you at all. For those who know, they know. R.I.P. My good man.
You the dark poet vampire. You were stolen from of us far too young. The sun will never shine the same again brother. Mark you have not died. You are but bitter starlight ….. it’s not over for you yet.
Now the vanishing’s begun When drowning late at night The blown glass setting sun Weeps electric light A mirror holds no gaze Just a beacon dying All I know, in a way I think it’s me that’s crying No bells on Sunday No wings to fly To the ground God bless you I’m missing you tonight It’s always the same Standing out in the rain It comes down to break me I’m praying just the same
Gracias , estoy llorando, éste hombre tenía algo que tengo, una gran oscuridad , que nos hace buscar la luz con desesperación, aunque esté roto seguiré orando para que mi Paz llegue.
Thank you Mark for the haunting beauty of your voice. Your music helped me along some bleak parts of my life. May you have peace, wherever you are now.
Beautifully said.
The allknowing, perfection of whatever God is, understood this man and has given him final peace.
If beautifully painful had a voice. Its this man. Granted your gone and certain songs live just dont hit the eay they used to. At least we have the one that you are in. Its better to have that, than not know you at all. For those who know, they know. R.I.P. My good man.
WOW, WITH ALL THE MUSIC I HAVE, I MISSED THIS AMAZING MAN...WILL CATCH UP !
One of the most beautiful songs I have ever heard ❤ 0:34
its amazing
You the dark poet vampire. You were stolen from of us far too young. The sun will never shine the same again brother. Mark you have not died. You are but bitter starlight ….. it’s not over for you yet.
Now the vanishing’s begun
When drowning late at night
The blown glass setting sun
Weeps electric light
A mirror holds no gaze
Just a beacon dying
All I know, in a way
I think it’s me that’s crying
No bells on Sunday
No wings to fly
To the ground God bless you
I’m missing you tonight
It’s always the same
Standing out in the rain
It comes down to break me
I’m praying just the same
Anita grey thanks a lot
Thanks. This is so wonderfull, deep and existential. Love, Mark Lanegan. You're free...
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Thanks! 😊❤
Gracias , estoy llorando, éste hombre tenía algo que tengo, una gran oscuridad , que nos hace buscar la luz con desesperación, aunque esté roto seguiré orando para que mi Paz llegue.
RIP LANEGAN
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"The blown glass setting sun weeps electric light."
Love that intro. So mellow
Gosh, the lyrics, the mood...
RIP. Like so many, this man was killed.
Gives rise to the feeling of spring in lilac tones far between. Spring haze a thin veil before the eyes melts slowly.
This is sublime.
The milky way is the direction of change. It is quiet. Hung windows. The sky, the things around me are the same, only joy comes less and less.
Beautiful..
i reaaaaaally like this song!
Just gorgeous ❤. I love this man
So gorgeous. Come back to Philly please
I Love this song
"no wings to fly"
Been a long year
I will be at the store October 13th to buy Phantom Radio. I hope like hell all of these songs from the EP are on the new CD.
They're not
nice
wow wow wow wow
Moiteur dominicale... Belle compo.
R.I.P. Mark.
This song makes me thing of a ghost in a church
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Air...
looks like 3 kings of leon fans lost they way...
chumps.
Black and Silver I thought it was Oasis or Cold Play fans??