Sleath

Sleath is a Ghent & Oudenaarde based singer-songwriter. A contemporary melancholia, yet reminiscent to the profound mournful and gloomy atmosphere of the past (think of Pavement, Elliot Smith, The Microphones etc.) haunts his works.
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Silent Melancholy

Lightness of Being

I'm in a deep sleep and I want to stay in a lightness of being, our lives don't have a meaning. These thoughts are haunting me, haunting me they keep scaring me,scaring me.

I go out to hide away all night in a cafe

Everyday I'm running in circles, always the same going nowhere with nothing to blame. I have no plan, I have no plan, I have no plan Goddamn, how do I make the same mistake over and over again.

I go out to hide away all night in a cafe

You're not less than all I need

It's warm tonight the sheets, they are moving. The rain falls down, it sounds so soothing

Soft melodies a dance between the lips as I roll over her spine with my fingertips

If things end bad, I would feel like shit but when I could, I would do it all over again

Cause when you're gone I'm gonna sleepwalk on my bare feet over the streets of our town on a very high speed cause you're not less than all I need

You're not less than all I need

It was a late summer Friday night, under the lantern we walked through the light to a big house where we stood on the entrance. I took the key while I ended my sentence I unlocked the door and as before we didn't look back no more crossed the floor on the decor We waltzed up the stairs, we dind't care, we could have ended up anywhere but our affair had led us there. I took the blanket from the bed went ouside and than you said: "I'm a little dizzy in my head" but those stars we'll never forget.

It's a memory, no one will take it away from me. I wish I had a timemachine to go back to the dream.

On the roof, in my arms you lie I saw the moon sunk in your eye Pillows on the pebbles, your perfume floated around. I smelled your silence, a soul-like sound. We turned the time upside down and in the bed we drawned. We heard the town awoke and the birds on the lawn. Our music was staying, Song:Ohia was playing, I remember everything till I got my sleeping sting. Dreamt about the blanket from the bed, when we went outside and you said: "I'm a little dizzy in my head", and about the stars we'll never forget.

It's a memory No one will take it away from me. I wish I had a timemachine, to go back to the dream.

It's a memory No one will take it away from me. But somewhere on the way, the dream faded away

Masks

I don't believe in God but if I did, we wouldn't give a shit. Looking at all this misery I also wouldn't wanna do it, I admit. We aren't tall, we're small and time makes us crawl. We aren't tall, we're small We're nothing at all

I don't know me trough the mirror I can't see what lies behind these eyes and in my body. Everybody has there masks on there is nothing that can be done. I can start searching but I'm long gone

Nowhere

I'm drinking to forget it all. My friends and me are about to fall Into a false realtiy, thinking we've ascaped from all the emptiness in these four walls

In a rollercaoster trough the city, on the pavement we crawl. Blurred lights makes the moon so small. There's no end tonight, we go nowhere at all. We keep going nowhere at all.

Our coincidence of events (what happened once might as well not happen at all)

There was an angel who had fallen right before my feet. She had a broken wing from landing on the street. Could I take care for her, could I give her what she need? The gipsy woman said she wouldn't bleed.

So I glued myself next to her on the bed, where we were escaping our silhouette. Her hair runs on my face in silence and we passed through the song of the sirens.

I'm glowing since that coincidence I love you too much for this to be untrue

The lonesome riders came too late, we'd already crossed the interstate. We didn't hesitate, we easely passed the gate and into the fountain of youth we'd baid then our fingers formed a figure eight.

Suddenly thunderclouds came reckless towards us, the beginning of a long dreadful discuss. The world drained away, she kept looking at the rain. Silent melancholy, I still feel the pain.

I'm leaking since that coincidence. I love you too much for this to be true.

An unfinished miracle, would be a sin. Please tell me there's still something you believe in. Think before you take off, sober and slow and I will hold on till you let go.