Matt Elliott - Dust Flesh and Bones
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- Опубліковано 5 жов 2024
- The Broken Man (2012)
Lyrics:
Some things are so dark that woe betide the light that shines on them
I swear to god I thought it was a sign
This shallow grave recedes with every darkened patch of sky
The withered, wearied features start resembling mine
And in the disparate clamour of the chaos that surrounds you
It's hard to know which of the voices that you hear
Are your own
Some things scar your heart so deeply that a howl is not enough
To adequately purge the soul of pain
Still you yearn for contact but the burden that you shoulder means
you'll never trust a living soul again
And in the disparate clamour of the chaos that surrounds you
It's hard to know which of the voices that you hear
Are your own
This is how it feels to be alone, just like we'll die alone
This is how it feels to be alone
This is how it feels to be alone
This is all that we can call our own
Dust flesh and bone
This is how it feels to be alone
Just like we'll die alone
Matt Elliott is an English folk guitarist and singer from Bristol, England, who plays dark folk music. He also produced and recorded electronic music under the name The Third Eye Foundation. In 2003 he released his first album under his own name, The Mess We Made, which marked a stylistic shift from the Third Eye Foundation releases.
I used an excerpt of footage from Joris Ivens' short film Regen / Rain, (1929).
A day in the life of a rain-shower as a city symphony. Joris Ivens films Amsterdam and its changing appearance during a rain-shower. A very poetic film with changing moods, following the change from sunny Amsterdam streets to raindrops in the canals and the pouring rain on windows, umbrellas, trams and streets, until it clears up and the sun breaks through once again. Rain becomes a character, rather than a subject.
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What can I say, friends? Some of us are blessed and are deemed content with life, while some of us are here forced to haunt the comments section of this miserable piece.
amen
I had the pleasure to see Matt live here in Portugal and he was accepting song suggestions, someone shouted this song and what can I say, it was even better live. It felt like my soul went for a ride and came back. Truly beautiful
LYRICS
Some things are so dark that woe betide the light that shines on them
I swear to god I thought it was a sign
This shallow grave recedes with every darkened patch of sky
The withered, wearied features start resembling mine
And in the disparate clamour of the chaos that surrounds you
It's hard to know which of the voices that you hear
Are your own
Some things scar your heart so deeply that a howl is not enough
To adequately purge the soul of pain
Still you yearn for contact but the burden that you shoulder means
You'll never trust a living soul again
And in the disparate clamour of the chaos that surrounds you
It's hard to know which of the voices that you hear
Are your own
This is how it feels to be alone, just like we'll die alone
This is how it feels to be alone
This is how it feels to be alone
This is all that we can call our own
Dust flesh and bone
This is how it feels to be alone
Just like we'll die alone
About 6 years ago, I drove back from a noise music concert with a girl knockout drunk in my backseat. I was kind of in love, well at least in lust, with the girl, but she didn't feel that way about me. It was after midnight and the rain was pouring. It was a long silent drive and all I had was this music playing on my cd player. Thanx Matt ever since college I've been alone and at times lonely, but your music always helped me, be it Third Eye Foundation or this.
We are all alone, friend. Sometimes we get to experience momentary solace with others who are like us, but that sadly often passes much too quickly, and we are left with an aching heart. I hope that you will find your peace, as I hope for everyone else. Perhaps one day we will all be happy.
Cracking the warm one without boys
hell ye
we here
He knows.
Cracking open a boy with the cold ones
This is how it feels to be alone... enchanting.
That touches my soul deeply. Great. Great feeling to be alone. Matt is great musician.
He’s medicine to the soul, more than a musician. Surely it is more than music, if it changes us
this song is beautiful and absolutely soul-crushing at the same time.
shvt vp weeb
Mi accarezza dolce e amara in punti che non sapevo di avere, e ovunque ancora non sapevo d'essere.
E visto che le parole scadono in questi luoghi, ne lascio solo una, quasi ridicola:
grazie.
Bu musiqiylə sanki ruhumu parçalara ayırırlar...
a drink .. is what i need
Spooky, sad, and touching
this is how it feels to be alone... brilliant ..not the sound for everyone but sure is powerful
Some things are so dark that woe betide the light that shines on them
I swear to god I thought it was a sign
This shallow grave recedes with every darkened patch of sky
The withered, wearied features start resembling mine
And in the disparate clamour of the chaos that surrounds you
It's hard to know which of the voices that you hear
Are your own
Some things scar your heart so deeply that a howl is not enough
To adequately purge the soul of pain
Still you yearn for contact but the burden that you shoulder means
You'll never trust a living soul again
And in the disparate clamour of the chaos that surrounds you
It's hard to know which of the voices that you hear
Are your own
This is how it feels to be alone, just like we'll die alone
This is how it feels to be alone
This is how it feels to be alone
This is all that we can call our own
Dust flesh and bone
This is how it feels to be alone
Just like we'll die alone
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çok seviyorum
This song is very lovely
all those people from the footage are now dead for a long time. So shall ye all will. We are just shadows haunting in the darkness.
Andras Sz we are alive right now, fool
Edgelord ;)
stfu you piece of shit
no, we're just shadows DANCING in the darkness.
not really, some of those kids can be 90 + now
BRAVO!
Beautiful ❤️
Me gusta como hace sonar la guitarra,como muy melancolica.
confirmo amigo
yalnızlık böyle hissettiriyor
A simple reality of life and death. We are all born, live, and die at some point - some happy, some sad, some rich, some poor. But we all end up back in the ground. In the end that's all we have; "this is all that we can call our own. - dust, flesh and bones." When you feel lonely, remind yourself of this simple fact. Death is real, this life is precious. Take care of yourself, and if you can, others too.
madloba internet adamiano es ro momasmenine mere ra ro shen chemi saxeli ar ici me sheni tesli tipi xar
good song for being lost at sea.
beautiful the hallmark of a true poet musician soulf33l
Κόμματος!!❤️
This is how it feels to be alone
😍
Hey, -new normal friend.
Thank you for showing me this. I've already opened my eyes but this made my 'life' better. I did great when I asked you for some edgy stuff ironically, and now it became my life. Isn't that a coincidence?
oh, old enemy. Follower. Friend. Boyfriend. If you'll ever find this. I love you like I did with no one. Yet you torture me.
So this is how it feels to be _me._
To be alone.
Mr. Pharmacist B I G W O R D S
Ze Deranged Experimentator ah, hello hello. Excuse me for this cringey comment made by my tortured self.
cringy?
I like your drunk self anyways hehehehe
Well, that is good... I am always drunk or on pills
everybody is
♡♡♡.......
The very beginning of this sounds like something Atahualpa would play
Me recuerda a Agustín Barrios Mangoré
♥
C'est magnifique its been 2 hours now watching all your posts may I ask where do you find all these beautiful masterpieces? Living in Brussels somehow heartbroken to know what was going to happen in europe within 4 years.
Del film el desentierro, execelente película
You should know by now. Do you?
I like the footage friend, where is it from?
I used an excerpt of footage from Joris Ivens' short film Regen / Rain, (1929). Check the description.
***** nice one, great piece of footage
Acabo de descubrirlo en una película "El destierro".Tiene un aire a Cohen y a Donovan.La letra es bellísima como la guitarra.
Esta canción sale en esa peli? :O
Podrías dar más detalles de la película? De qué año es?
永远热爱♥️
Can someone please help me find a tab for this song
Reminds me of Gojira. Born In Winter.
Such a great band
That's funny, I also thought this song had a lot of properties that would translate well to metal.
I hope the people who left sad "edgy" comments on this video are doing well.
Some of them are not edgy and hit hard
fkn looooooooooooooooooooool, we compleatly fine. thats why I'm here at 6:04am vibe'n to some matt eliot in a good 'ol pit 'o dispaire. yep, just dandy. and fkn cheers m8, see ya'll in hell
à hossam , à mon seul et unique amour , kanbghik
Bir gecede intihara önderlik etmek
Belki güzel sözleri yoktur ama güzel hissettiriyor
türk görmek çok güzel :D
O zamanlar dinlediğimde sözlerine bakmamıştım, bazı şarkılar çeviriye ihtiyaç duymuyor. Yıllar sonra tekrar gelip dinledim bu sefer sözlerine bakarak , ritmi kadar anlamliymis. Teşekkürler hatırlattığın için
ev.
soy humano y no cosa
I am just a big jerk
sounds like Opeth
A man once said to the universe, "Sir, I exist!"
"However," replied the Universe, "this fact has not created in me a sense of obligation."
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People are doomed to be elated and blessed to suffer. Those who feel the pain of each note and the howling of every man in them, I praise you, for the meritorious are those who bear the weight of the world on their shoulders. Hopeless or not you are greater, and I pray your hands may never be cleansed.
My best wishes to all listeners, and my further praise to Mr. Elliott. With all my suffering you have been there to deepen it and for that I am grateful.
Getulio Vargas?
Interesting
Some things are so dark that woe betide the light that shines on them
I swear to god I thought it was a sign
This shallow grave recedes with every darkened patch of sky
The withered, wearied features start resembling mine
And in the disparate clamour of the chaos that surrounds you
It's hard to know which of the voices that you hear
Are your own
Some things scar your heart so deeply that a howl is not enough
To adequately purge the soul of pain
Still you yearn for contact but the burden that you shoulder means
You'll never trust a living soul again
And in the disparate clamour of the chaos that surrounds you
It's hard to know which of the voices that you hear
Are your own
This is how it feels to be alone, just like we'll die alone
This is how it feels to be alone
This is how it feels to be alone
This is all that we can call our own
Dust flesh and bone
This is how it feels to be alone
Just like we'll die alone