Friday, 5 December 2014

Antidote

Here's my latest musical offering.  This time graced with the wondrous presence of Noko 440.  The accompanying film features talented aerial performer Evelyne Allard.





written & produced by © Gaynor Perry

Noko 440:  wires, whistles & widescreen wonder-dust

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ANTIDOTE

A little sanctuary
A little sanctuary
A gentle touch, feeling warmth
Could it be an antidote, an oasis
Evoking pleasure, carry us away

I’m feeling nothing, I’m weightless like pollen
Try and push me over, resistance like iron
You build me up, thirsty, hungry
Nothing can touch this melody inside me

A little sanctuary
A little sanctuary
Gentle words, feeling warmth
Could it be an antidote, an oasis
Diffusing pressure, melt away

I could forgive you, I could forgive myself
Or tear a hole through the ether
We’re not immune, our shadows entwine
We’ll find the sun, breathless, breathless
Could it be an antidote, an oasis

We’re not immune, our shadows entwine
We’ll find the sun, breathless, breathless

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