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From the album ‘From Shores of Sleep’ • Pay what you want: http://tndr.lv/mmecanique

There are many more of us
Scattered sails among the gusts
Coursing ‘cross these haunted tides
With a reason and a guess.
Maybe ours is not of hope --
Maybe our fates lead astray --
For the spell has once been cast,
and once it takes,
We only gather ‘round the light and fire the hourglasses make.
There are stills beneath our beds
Stoked by branches of our fallen family trees
There is comfort dressed in casket clothes
And a bottle embalms us as we go.
Well there comes a time to raise
A flag we’ve managed for so long
That is hidden in the waves among the graves of mariners’ children
Who mistook the ocean’s way.
There’s a lighthouse by the bay
Where our ships and faiths are safe
And with every fading flash
Another wave has crashed
And every grain of sand is sifting through the hourglass.
There are lines meant to cross
There are burdens meant to stand
There are curses that the follies of our great grandfathers and their wives
Have cast upon our lives.

Using water as the album’s central image, Musée Mécanique has crafted a story both surreal and insightful, meticulous and moving. It’s a record about travels and transitions. And Musée Mécanique knows a thing or two about transition: To perform the new arrangements live is a daunting task requiring the once-minimal group to utilize more than a dozen keyboards and an array of acoustic instruments, from flugelhorn to lap-steel to musical saw. Nevertheless, having swelled from a duo into a solid five-piece, the band now pulls it off with impressive passion and precision.

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