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Crown Compass - A Limited Number Of Heartbeats

A Limited Number Of Heartbeats, the 3rd single off of our upcoming debut album. The full length debut album THE DROUGHT will be released on April the 8th, 2022. Get your guitar tabs here: https://payhip.com/b/dOb4v -TRACK CREDITS- Mix: Tymon Kruidenier Mastering: Brett Caldas-Lima at Tower Studio Drum Engineer: Daan Janzing at In The Room studios Artwork and logo design: Remko Tielemans -LINKS- Crown Compass on Facebook:   / crowncompass.  . Crown Compass on Instagram:   / crowncompass   For more information about Crown Compass, live dates and merchandise visit our official website: https://www.crowncompass.net/ --LYRICS-- I am…. I am…. I am…. You are outside, No dog in sight and the wind is sweeping the quarter, The rain increases and violates the safe and known alleys and streets you just walked through. Push back! Along the market street a strip of store lights glowing, Sparkling, staring at the ground. And you, lost and dilapidated, impassable and dissipated, facing a fortified wall. Push back, this moment! A limited number of heartbeats You feel like the “loneliest nobody “in the world, Push back! Now you’re swimming against the current. Seashells on the sand, moaning softly an ode the waves: “Go on”. Marble town on a hill, Pace softly in the shade of the cedar tree, Come; Plant oneself, between the Daphne and the graves. The arena is filled with empty chairs, the lights are on but there`s no one on the stage. The ceiling is all cracks, the floor is full of dust, you try to find a door in this maze. Oh Mother! Please take me under your wing! She said: “You`re not the only one swimming against the current” Go! The ground will carry on shaking, it’s pouring down, no fear my dear, your train needs to crash ‘cause you, lost and dilapidated, impassable and dissipated, facing a fortified brick wall.. You have a limited number of heartbeats. Marble town on a hill, Pace softly in the shade of the cedar tree, Come; Plant oneself, between the Daphne and the graves. Now you’re swimming against the current. A drop of morning dew shaking, dancing on a tip of a leaf, Abandoned and defenseless like a shore after a raging storm. Marble town on a hill, Come, Plant oneself. Seashells on the sand….. All rights reserved, Crown Compass 2022 ©