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Whispers on the Wire

from Turn Up The Dark by David Backshell

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High overhead the sky draws breath I see it bend and pull at it's edge
I'm losing my feet as the light retreats

Salt on the earth and bridges burned on my tracks when I turn
I'm digging through the fiction eating my mind

The ghosts of myself are talking to me they echo back like phantom memories
I've eating my tongue, I've been waiting so long

There are whispers running over the wire, I'm caught out here deep in the briars
The brights of the city are burning my sights I feel like a lost satellite

I've given everything, I've got no more,
I want to know who I am and what I'm for
I feel like there's an ocean sleeping in me
I feel like there's an ocean sleeping in me

The sand under my feet is pulled away as the light chases a new day
All these feelings still remains

There are whispers running over the wire, I'm caught out here deep in the briars
The brights of the city are burning my sights I feel like a lost satellite

What do you want from me, what do you need?
There's this hunger that I can't feed
I feel like there's a black hole swallowing me
I feel like there's a black hole swallowing me

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from Turn Up The Dark, released March 31, 2023

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David Backshell Toronto, Ontario

Born in Montreal, raised in England, settled for Toronto, David Backshell is a machine that turns coffee, cigarettes and long nights into songs. Distilling struggle, debts, a lost home, nameless faces, he constructs delicate songs that stretch beyond the confines of conventional pop. ... more

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