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They never did that for us…….. #fuckTexas

Yeter.

Listening to this song while reading the top comments was like being read a historical story. It was beautiful imo

One of the Greatest in Post-Whatever... (I usually hum and sing to harmonize with this one, and it adds to this Great-Piece!)

"Humanity then realized that the shambling collosal thing that had been laying waste to their city was not the behemoth of legend. And still neither was the continent that just stood up."

Şaşmalı bu hale, geçen günlere, giden sevgiye, kalan gerçeğe ve biten benliğe.

2024

One of the greatest songs I have heard in my life at 25 years old

Thanks for the mixup ! Great to hear those songs played together seamlessly

I miss my friends

I wonder what type of people is reading this while listening. I guess youre as cool as me

The greatest music genre mankind has ever made

Ne bu acele...

Am I the first here? Too bad they stopped making music.

why it was deleted from spotify

Мой любимый трек

I just discovered SOUP about a week ago 😋 LOVE IT😊

what movie / series is this from??

Ancora mi chiedo com'è possibile che sta canzone non abbia sfondato, è perfetta

Incredible

❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

Splendida@!!

Geiler scheiss oida

Sending love to all here.. .

My favorite christmas song! 4:45

Close the door Kneel down Put your knuckles To your temple s And dream of Sleeping in water What's the point Water will tell Fall down and sleep In th water The waves will make you slide away Close the door Kneel down And dream of Sleeping in the water What's the point the Water will tell Fall down and sleep In the water The waves will make you slide away

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Free Palestine!

I will put breadcrumbs in our songs so maybe someday we may meet again

Lourd !

The first time I heard this live, I felt tears falling down my cheeks. I turned to the left and a couple were hugging each other for dear life. I turned to the right and a teenage guy was standing with his jaw on the floor. One of my favourite tracks of all time. Can't help but be moved by it.

I've never thought I've come here to write something. I usually ride my bike at night, and I've been doing it for quite some years now. It has been cathartic more than once running up a hill that once I thought was impossible for me to do so. And after a while, it became about how fast was I able to do it. And doing it regardless of what was happening, has been also key for me. It didn't matter if I was feeling sad, angry and sometimes even sick, I went out, and sometimes I did way better than I expected. Thru the rain, on really cold nights, and with a faulty bike some other times as well. Still, self sabotage is part of it sometimes, making it harder than it truly is in some hills, making it harder to push and even breathe. Yet, I've always made it somehow. Fast or slow, but always making it to the top of the hills without stopping. There were multiple nights in which this song was on repeat during my short ride. My mom used to worry so much about me getting hurt, but I just kept promising that I'd be careful. In May, that same precious woman got diagnosed with cancer, unfortunately. My family and I fought very hard together, and the bond I had with my mom during this time has been the best I've ever experienced in my 28 years of being here. And during that time, I told her about the wonders of riding my bike despite the conditions. How the hills that once I had seen with frustration, became perfect for analogies. It's amazing to look back at the many times I told myself I wasn't able to do it, but I kept going until I was able to do so. I told her everything about it, and how that helped me during very, very hard times in my life. How it helped me to get through. Little did I knew that those hills during these years gave me what I needed to fight years of insecurities and fears that held me back from socializing and sharing about myself in a matter of weeks since the diagnosis was given, without even thinking, because time was running. I didn't know it, but it was. Despite not being aware of it, I just didn't't want any fear to get between my mom and I. I didn't want to be robbed of any time that I could spend with her. I got the chance to talk all about it one afternoon, and she finally understood why I loved riding my bike, and how it was also helping me to help her during these times. She understood how his little kid that was so unfamiliar with sharing his emotions and with taking chances, was suddenly seeing fear face to face, with the sole purpose of being with her and finding answers right away, whenever needed. After all these years, she was genuinely happy to hear whenever I told her I was going out for a quick ride. And she was happy, and I sensed a bit of pride in her, whenever I got back and told her that I had made progress in certain hills that I got so used to tackle in ineffective ways, because I was confronting fears while I was riding them. I didn't let failures bring us down for too long. We moved from failure to failure until a solution was given to every new problem that arise. I didn't give frustration time to kick in, neither in myself, neither in her, and then I moved over to do the same with my sister and my dad. Again, the youngest in the family suddenly was the one giving indications, being heard. We all got to work together whenever something didn't go as expected, and found ways to solve it in record time. First we both got together to understand how her body was working differently than usual, then, it was all of us. My mother, being larger than life, got to tell me how proud she was of all that effort that came from within, how I left all aside to be there. She ended it all up saying "but you should let the world know you". This was last Sunday, and her decline came afterwards. I lost my mom on Monday, and we fought hard to the very end. We said goodbye the whole day at the hospital, and even when she wasn't responsive anymore, she was still there. During the time she was still able to hear and respond with her eyes, I promised her I'd live by the words she told me last Sunday. She faintly nodded while I broke in tears and told her I loved her. I said goodbye lots of times during the day, her pulse kept the same during the whole day, even when unresponsive, but I knew that specifically that one trip I had to do to my house because I had to do a quick check as my family and I were out during the whole day, was the one. Still, I chose to be the one to go to the house, as I had been saying goodbye to her the whole day, and we got to hear eachother's words and were able to correspond and recognize the love we gave to eachother these last few months. Those intimate conversations we had at her bed, without fear and frustration getting in the way. We both got so lucky to do that in a situation like this. A luck I'm still not sure if my father and sister were able to have with the same clarity as I, and I'd rather not ask about it. Hence my choice to be the one to check the house. I gently kissed her cheek, her forehead and told her "I love you, see you later". 20 minutes out, I received the call from my father. She held it so long, she waited for me to be out of the hospital to finally get to rest. Tonight, she didn't hear from me about my night ride. She saw it herself, and this song was playing on repeat. She saw me, teary eyed and repeating her words in my head, running up the hill. To anyone who reads this, face your fears despite of the outcome. I'll be facing loss, but without regretting anything that I tried along with her. I'll live my life the fullest, taking care of my family and myself the way she did, with her living in my smile for the rest of my days. Love you, Mom.

A genius work of art in the purest sense. I can't simply listen to this piece, I have to listen to the entire album to get the full impact of the enormity of this piece. Staggering.

Im here again. 07. August.2023. Try to be happy. I can’t anymore.

here from a comment from someone saying a riff from gurzle by psychedelic porn crumpets reminded them of this song and holy shit i havent had goosebumps while listening to a song in a long time. last time I remember that happening was listening to starless by king crimson. also it's been like 5 minutes since I listened to this song for the first time and I still have goosebumps

These guys are the shit !!! Love them !! Gonna see them when they come to LA this year !!!

Artık dayanamıyorum

arnold amigo no sufras , esa bandida no lo vale , además ya la chupo el diablo

take it with a grain of salt

5:53 God the combination of crescendo of that guitar and calm violin....just the best composition out of this album ever

The et😅

Thanks for all of you guys! I really apreciate to read all commentarys

Like the melody of this, but after a few bars of the repetition it has the effect of making one feel sea sick.

Absolutely beautiful ❤

perdón y este tamazo??

Just watched After Life. Hey i know that song.

blueneck şarkıları, geçtiği yerden izlerini bırakanlar misali ruhumda da silinemeyecek izler bırakıyor.

Lyrics from 07:45 on: I don’t know but I’ve been told You’re baking cakes inside your souls Stayed awake, took a nap Got myself, my bottles back I’m breaking them out on the street I’m walking around my own damn feet I do not need you to tell me that I am not a cat We caught a ride, we caught some air He’s never gonna cut his hair It takes more time to make a fake We now swam down in the lake And washed the dirt off our intentions Prattled on about bad inventions Well I don’t know but I’ve been told He’s baking cakes inside our souls Stayed awake, took a nap I got myself, my bottles back I’m breaking them out on the street Walking around my own damn feet I do not need you to tell me I’m not a cat We caught a ride, we caught some air He’s never gonna cut his hair It takes more time to make a fake We now swam down in the lake And washed the dirt off our intentions Prattled on about bad inventions, ohh oh Cause I didn’t know but I’m sure I was told Well I'll die before I get old Well I guess it takes more time to make a fake Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky me again It looks like it’s time for me to use my feet again Well I don’t know but I’ve been told He’s baking cakes inside our souls Stayed awake, took a nap We got ourselves, our bottles back I’m breaking them out on the street Walking around my own damn feet I do not need you to tell me that I’m not a cat I caught a ride, we caught some air He’s never gonna cut his damn hair It takes more time to make a fake Well we all now swam down in the lake And washed the dirt off our intentions Prattled on about bad inventions Hold on to what you need, we've got a knack for fucked up history Hold on to what you need, well we’ve got a knack for messing up our own history I don’t know but I’ve been told He’s baking cakes inside our souls Stayed awake, I took a nap Then I got myself, my bottles back I don’t know but I’ve been told Baking cakes inside our own damn souls Stayed awake, took a nap Got ourselves, our bottles back Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky me again Well looks like I should probably try to use my feet again Cause I don’t know but I’ve been told Lucky me again, again Or else I might not even get a chance Everything I thought I could Remember I just probably should have wrote down But ah we’re all so clever What’s life in saying you can’t Well it’s hardly enough in the coelacanth At the bottom of the ocean swimming scummy Wants a little more of I don’t know but I’ve been told Baking cakes inside our souls Stayed awake, took a nap Got myself, my bottles back I’m breaking them out on the street Walking around my own damn feet I do not need you to tell me that I am not a cat Well we caught a ride, caught some air He’s never gonna cut his fucking hair, well well Hold on to what you need We got a knack for-ohhhhh-oh-oh-ohh Cheer up, baby, it wasn’t always quite so bad For every bit of venom that came out The antidote was had, well Cheer up, baby, it wasn’t always quite so bad For every bit of venom that came out, the antidote was had Well I don’t know but I’ve been told He’s baking cakes inside our souls Stayed awake, and took a nap Got myself, my bottles back Breaking them out on the street Walking around my own damn feet I do not need you TOOO tell me that I am not a cat I don’t know but I’ve been told He’s baking cakes inside our damn souls You didn’t talk when we’re running down the alley Well lie on the cavity, it’s probably in the galley Well I met this girl, she said that she was hungry Well I just got done swapping her ID I got a dollar so it looks like you still damn really fucking like me Or can make yourself, usually talkin’, talkin’, get you talkin’ again Hell, we have take a vote again WHOA

Will (I think his name is) from 'Truth is stranger than fiction' and his eclectic musical taste brought me here. And I´m glad I came here ... such a peaceful place full of emotions ... a warm thank you to who created this!