Hozier is awesome. The sign of a great artist firstly is to be able to to make the listener envision the lyrics of the song, to make people compare to the songs some of the same things that may have happened to them, what is happening in their lives. This child of God has been given this talent and he and the angels have watched over him and guided his talent to big time higher levels and he will continue to soar. I have been that person who is the giggle at a funeral, beat down and ridiculed by me peers and family for some stupid reason or another, can relate to Take Me To Church, Angel Of Small Death And The Codeine Scene.
Although I am Russian, I love foreign music, and Hozier is my favorite singer. The song is gorgeous , the emotions when you listen to it are indescribable
When you listen to what's in the charts, ed sheeran, ellie goulding and the x factor crap Hozier is simply in a different league, there's no comparison.
ALUX He is and both artists have their own unique skills, Ed with being kind of a live one man band, Hozier with being able to jive with all of his amazing bandmates and making such a full sound. However, technically lyrics-wise Hozier provides such a rich and dense atmosphere and meaning. He tackles such complex power struggles in relationships with nuance and in a way that is quite accessible and even pleasing though the subject might be morbid or disturbing.
So tired trying to see from behind the red in my eyes No better version of me I could pretend to be tonight So deep in this swill with the most familiar of swine For reasons wretched and divine She blows outta nowhere, roman candle of the wild Laughing away through my feeble disguise No other version of me I would rather be tonight. And, Lord, she found me just in time 'Cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done I need to be youthfully felt 'cause, God, I never felt young She's gonna save me, call me "baby" Run her hands through my hair She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily Better yet, she wouldn't care We'll steal her Lexus, be detectives Ride 'round picking up clues We'll name our children, Jackie and Wilson Raise 'em on rhythm and blues Lord, it'd be great to find a place we could escape sometime Me and my Isis growing black irises in the sunshine Every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside We'd sit back and watch the world go by Happy to lie back watch it burn and rust We tried the world, good God, it wasn't for us She's gonna save me, call me "baby" Run her hands through my hair She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily Better yet, she wouldn't care We'll steal her Lexus, be detectives Ride 'round picking up clues We'll name our children, Jackie and Wilson Raise 'em on rhythm and blues Cut clean from the dream at night, let my mind reset Looking up from a cigarette, and she's already left I start digging up the yard for what's left of me and our little vignette For whatever poor soul is coming next She's gonna save me, call me "baby" Run her hands through my hair She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily Better yet, she wouldn't care We'll steal her Lexus, be detectives Ride 'round picking up clues We'll name our children, Jackie and Wilson Raise 'em on rhythm and blues
I watch the work of my kin bold and boyful Toying somewhere between love and abuse Calling to join them the wretched and joyful Shaking the wings of their terrible youths Freshly dissolved in some frozen devotion No more alone or myself could I be Looks like a strain to the arms it were open No shortage of sordid, no protest from me With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene Feeling more human and hooked on her flesh I Lay my heart down with the rest at her feet Fresh from the fields, all fetor and fertile Bloody and raw, but I swear it is sweet With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene And lease this confusion, I'll wander the concrete Wonder if better now having survived Jarring of judgement and reasons defeat The sweet heat of her breath in my mouth I'm alive With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
One of the best tracks out there. A must.
Amor liga
Sim ok amor beijinhos vai
Oh wow, I’ve never heard his speaking voice before. It’s a lot higher pitched than you’d think with that baritone he has. Love this song!
Hozier is a very very talented artist - his whole album is a real gem !!!!!!
The 5 dislikes are the wood nymphs Hozier left in the forest to come back to us
This is the best version Ive heard of "Angel of small death.." 🍀
I've just discovered him and I'm so glad. He is amazing!
Wow His Voice and the lyrics
Hozier. Awesome guitar player and his lyrics second to none.Not sure if he can handle fame like Ed. But as long as he shares music I will listen
Hozier is awesome. The sign of a great artist firstly is to be able to to make the listener envision the lyrics of the song, to make people compare to the songs some of the same things that may have happened to them, what is happening in their lives. This child of God has been given this talent and he and the angels have watched over him and guided his talent to big time higher levels and he will continue to soar. I have been that person who is the giggle at a funeral, beat down and ridiculed by me peers and family for some stupid reason or another, can relate to Take Me To Church, Angel Of Small Death And The Codeine Scene.
Really nice!
Although I am Russian, I love foreign music, and Hozier is my favorite singer. The song is gorgeous , the emotions when you listen to it are indescribable
When you listen to what's in the charts, ed sheeran, ellie goulding and the x factor crap Hozier is simply in a different league, there's no comparison.
To be fair ed is equally as good as hozier live
Hozier is in the charts too. And you don't have to put other artists down to compliment Hozier
ALUX He is and both artists have their own unique skills, Ed with being kind of a live one man band, Hozier with being able to jive with all of his amazing bandmates and making such a full sound. However, technically lyrics-wise Hozier provides such a rich and dense atmosphere and meaning. He tackles such complex power struggles in relationships with nuance and in a way that is quite accessible and even pleasing though the subject might be morbid or disturbing.
Fantastic!!!!
So tired trying to see from behind the red in my eyes
No better version of me I could pretend to be tonight
So deep in this swill with the most familiar of swine
For reasons wretched and divine
She blows outta nowhere, roman candle of the wild
Laughing away through my feeble disguise
No other version of me I would rather be tonight.
And, Lord, she found me just in time
'Cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done
I need to be youthfully felt 'cause, God, I never felt young
She's gonna save me, call me "baby"
Run her hands through my hair
She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily
Better yet, she wouldn't care
We'll steal her Lexus, be detectives
Ride 'round picking up clues
We'll name our children, Jackie and Wilson
Raise 'em on rhythm and blues
Lord, it'd be great to find a place we could escape sometime
Me and my Isis growing black irises in the sunshine
Every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside
We'd sit back and watch the world go by
Happy to lie back watch it burn and rust
We tried the world, good God, it wasn't for us
She's gonna save me, call me "baby"
Run her hands through my hair
She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily
Better yet, she wouldn't care
We'll steal her Lexus, be detectives
Ride 'round picking up clues
We'll name our children, Jackie and Wilson
Raise 'em on rhythm and blues
Cut clean from the dream at night, let my mind reset
Looking up from a cigarette, and she's already left
I start digging up the yard for what's left of me and our little vignette
For whatever poor soul is coming next
She's gonna save me, call me "baby"
Run her hands through my hair
She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily
Better yet, she wouldn't care
We'll steal her Lexus, be detectives
Ride 'round picking up clues
We'll name our children, Jackie and Wilson
Raise 'em on rhythm and blues
What are these the lyrics to
Perfection 🖤
I watch the work of my kin bold and boyful
Toying somewhere between love and abuse
Calling to join them the wretched and joyful
Shaking the wings of their terrible youths
Freshly dissolved in some frozen devotion
No more alone or myself could I be
Looks like a strain to the arms it were open
No shortage of sordid, no protest from me
With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
Feeling more human and hooked on her flesh I
Lay my heart down with the rest at her feet
Fresh from the fields, all fetor and fertile
Bloody and raw, but I swear it is sweet
With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
And lease this confusion, I'll wander the concrete
Wonder if better now having survived
Jarring of judgement and reasons defeat
The sweet heat of her breath in my mouth I'm alive
With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
Please could anyone post a lyric of this track...? Thank you very much...
KicsiSzamóca Or maybe you can find it by yourself... if its not too hard , ofcourse...
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Anyone know what cajon model this is?