In The Fog

by Sons Of Woods

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released September 23, 2013

Sons Of Woods is:
Sergi Alejandre - Vocals & guitar
Aitor Goikoetxea - Drums & vocals
Héctor Ortega - Bass

Additional guitars by Víctor Saldaña
Keyboards by Denis Duarte
All songs written by Sergi Alejandre

Recorded at La Fundició Studio by José González
First mix at Janowski Studios by Denis Duarte
Final mix and master by Gabriel Suárez at Maik Maier

Cover picture by Clara Román www.clararoman.com
Artwork by Tania Terror www.taniaterror.com
Inlay portrait by Iván Montero www.imonteropelaez.tumblr.com

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Sons Of Woods Barcelona, Spain

A circle in the snow. A name. An “I was here”. To the northside I belong, Tornado County Rd.

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Track Name: In Disguise
Folk wisdom whispers
malice does exist
and the dream we live in
can't protect us forever
violence in disguise
Dust of times blends
with today's dirt
it's hard to think about it
can't pretend we don't care
violence in disguise
Track Name: In The Fog
Bedside table, portrait of a violation
Bedroom floor, cold as ice by induction
Blood red wine, the curtain call and the prologue
In the fog, where all the children hide from their mothers eyes
to feel like real men just for one night
Modern imprint, testament of a dark transgression
Shabby handrail, owner of the shameful footprint of the blackest souls that ever trod our peaceful kingdom
In the fog, where all the children hide from their mothers eyes
to feel like real men just for one night
Wedding present, in the mirth we forget about it
Friends on fire, we tame the flames but not the wire
Hateful life span, we look above but no one answers
In the fog, where all the children hide from their mothers eyes
to feel like real men just for one night
Track Name: Rising Tide
Think of this unpleasant noise as the tuning of our song
it's finding its way through a mess of blues
fall asleep tonight, I'll stay by your side
the tide is rising but we can still survive
In this rainy day there’s a shortcut that gets us closer to the sky
to my surprise there's white horses coexisting with the cars
majestically trotting, like angels watching
I always said you must believe in something
See this crystal stilts, they will take us further than you think
Track Name: Spirit
Lifted
Looking up to find an answer
Maybe
If I believe in you I’ll understand
Evil
And why do we do what we do
Killing
The best we have not to feel scared
How long
Until I can really start to be
A man
Without the trembling hands that make me take the ax?
Spirit
Take me to the cold cold cold cold sea
Dive in
Dance with fishes until you choke
How long will it take for me to see?
Track Name: Evil Cats
Those were the nights we slept together
Innocent souls under those white ceilings
Our nervous laughs, the smell of hormones
While our friends were sleeping squeezed in the couch
And we walked around the city searching for a better way to remain in a world that was so big and full of fears
And you talked about secret signs hidden in numbers and in the clouds as I became a sinner in my heart
We talked like grown-ups with children’s words
The winter sea painted the walls of your apartment
And the firecrakers at the beach announced July
Those were the nights that tasted like glory but killed us softly
And we walked around the city searching for a better way to remain in a world that was so big and full of fears
And you talked about secret signs hidden in numbers and in the clouds as I became a sinner in my heart, as I became an evil cat
Track Name: Sons Of Woods
- Instrumental -
Track Name: The Glow
I’ve been set free
Our era’s changing
Dead seas singing
Echoes in the city streets
Where no one lives
No corpses in the rivers
A strange feeling
Sighting the end of all things
New beginnings
New species breeding
… the power of man
Crippled and alone
Let down from this world
Am I ready for the glow?
Metal fossils
Will be our legacy
Skyscrapers high
Mortal remains
Sanitary ware
Track Name: Breathe In, Breathe Out
When they found your corpse
The bathroom was empty
You’d swallowed your tongue
You gave me everything
Just save some time
And give me everything again
You stared blankly at me
Did you hear your child’s crying?
The warm of my hands in your thin skin
The poison in you took all our everything
Do you understand that dad left forever?
That home you loved
Has his smell on the walls
Just save some time
And give me everything again
While counting years
I’m forgetting the names
And the distance between our very loose ends
Breathe in, breathe out
Save our lives from death
Track Name: Northside, Tornado County Rd.
Up in the mountains there’s a song
Holding hands with the pouring snow
And all the creatures from the woods
Sing silently but no one knows
And here I am praying alone
To some God I’ve never known
The city looks so far from here
Just like the space between you and me
My eyes keep staring at
That deer, so quiet, so bright
The light surrounds my form
The death, the snow, I’m home
I am prepared to taste the clouds
To embrace the times coming our way
Not a beginning, not an end
Here in the mountains there’s no time
My eyes keep staring at
That deer, so quiet, so bright
The light surrounds my form
The death, the snow, I’m home
A circle in the snow
A name, an “I was here”
To the northside I belong,
Tornado County Rd.
Track Name: Temple Of Silence
Hidden hate, moments faked, obliged smiles, living room tension, ashes on the couch
Blinded by the thrill of the springtime
New possibilities revealed
The dark clouds in the sky claim that something’s really wrong but we all shut up so as not to bother anyone
Finding peace between the lines in the temple of silence
I shut the door to the idle gossip for some time as I lay dying in 1930
In a quiet place, a second chance, a wide space, sprouts a new question
A new light in the hatch, where’s the map that sways our intentions?
Misleading all the thieves who try to steal the whim of my crypt
Ancient love, burning spear, city heights, new Golgotha
Clawing time, I find a scratch from where I can see our inception
It’s the dawning, suddenly there’s no need for running
In the end it’s our election
And I won’t let the sky defeat me