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When The Noise Becomes Too Loud

by I am Stramgram

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1.
I forgot a lot of things Too many leaks from my brain Suspended incomplete And nothing to end up the phase Words are not enough Letters can not fill the ditch Well balanced but handcuffed If only I could be a fish I'm just a shape passing by A small wave heart beat on the screen A million years through my eye I'm still looking for meaning The shadows on the path Remind me roots tie up my legs This poison is familiar I feel its sting in my head Je ne me sens pas plus fort mais Désormais je me connais Ennuyé si j'ignore Je m'ennuie plus si je sais. I'm just a shape passing by A small wave heart beat on the screen A million years through my eye I'm still looking for meaning
2.
I've borrowed someone else’s skin But the ribcage is pinching me too tight My eyes are simply looking So I asked the heart what might I find Bodies drifting in the sea next to busy self made men waiting for cabs Following a grotesque path A carelessly tied dotted line Pushing aside branches Trying to find straight ways In this twisted cloud And behind the fences Wash my head in rivers When cars become too loud Running away from the heat In weightlessness I feel our pulse is right From crowded bar to empty street Conversations that will go on all night Friends around a table stupid jokes and five empty bottles of wine I end up dancing to the music and every move feels like I’ve won a fight Pushing aside branches Trying to find right angles In this twisted cloud And behind the fences Wash my head in rivers when the noise becomes too loud
3.
While we're all going somewhere Something feels different in the air I mark a pause Hoping time'll stand still The sky is suddenly turning red The longest break has just ended I've heard the calls It's all getting real Get low, and hide in here Get low, gunfire will start again Come to nestle into my arms Get low, allay your fear Get low, gunfire's starting again And a noise that shatters the ground The streets are set on fire But they will call us liars It's changed so fast We didn't see it coming Please remember how things were The clouds floating in the air We felt complete Both staring out to sea Get low, and hide in here Get low, gunfire will start again Come to nestle into my arms Get low, allay your fear Get low, gunfire is starting again And a noise that shatters the ground
4.
Noyé 03:06
Tell me if there's something to reach 'Cause I've been swimming for ages Some echos of my parent's speech No more pages ready to drown Compter les jours érodés Passés usés contre moi Du repère A jusqu'au B Le long du segment je me noie
5.
Can you feel the heat coming ? It is splitting the ground And I’m watching It’s clearly the last round The sun is turning red There’s no shelter to find And I hear nothing There is no need to shout Even if it was decided that Bones return to ash I need a last run I’m ready for the crash Maybe I won't fall and make it to the moon
6.
Lungs 03:15
I think we are fading
 Did we ever shine Some water came in
 And that was the signal Where's the air your drown Dry bones in the sea
 Wake up
 You cannot make a sound
 You're too weak to scream 
You are stuck I think we are both dead
 Did we ever shine
Nothing comes from the head There' s no more signal Where’s the air
 We drown Dry bones in the sea
 Wake up We cannot make a sound
 We're too weak to scream
 We are stuck Where’s the air
 We drown 
 Our dry bones in the sea
 Please wake up
 We cannot make a sound
 Way too weak to scream

 It's the end
7.
All winter through I keep an eye on the dying light Reminded that I’m fading too I’ve seen quiet places I’ve been a mess at night Here and then I left traces I have kept on my skin Scars from drifts and wanderings I wish I had stories to tell I wish you’d be amazed by them Looking for a treasure to frame Before time washes away my name In sunken ships Everything's blurry Pictures and days lost at sea I have kissed many lips I’ve spent nights of worry Here and then pieces of me I have kept on my skin Scars from drifts and wanderings I wish I had stories to tell I wish you’d be amazed by them Do I have a treasure to frame Before time washes away my name
8.
Wooden Gun 04:13
There seems to be some moment Like islets I’ll try to preserve While shadows they grow taller I disappear and only observe Pictures trapped behind my eyes Shutters closed in silence Evening walks and birthday surprises After class first taste of french science Every memory pulls you out from that fog Don’t overtake It’s his blindspot You’ll never wake And I’ll stay up Now and then you’re coming back A flickering neon from a ghost town Then I stop to not lose track There’s a burnt field on my island Decades keep on passing by Deep rooted, weighing on the shoulders But still I go back in time With nothing but your wooden gun Every memory pulls you out from that fog Don’t overtake It’s his blindspot You’ll never wake And I’ll stay up
9.
Driving away from home And I’m diving into the night to calm down Checking my pulse once again I’m trying to not fall asleep As they’re smiling I know they wait for me to crash The shadows will feed from the flames It’s stupid But I hear that voice in my head and I know there’s something else to find Pretending that I’m not afraid I’m trying not to look back I feel ashamed I know I have chosen (like Frozen) my side What a coward I’ve become I just forgot my name Now I live on the moon I have driven so far away So many things I’ve shaped From the top of a dune I see that it is all turning grey I know I’ll never reach the top I know it’s too late
10.
At sunrise we were coming home Leaving the streets where we roamed We talked so loud passionate and broke Throwing empty cans in the road Now lost in the flow I have no time I’ve got a bad back and my nights are light They speak on TV and I wish they'd choke Sharing empty thoughts and fake hope You want a reason but we don’t need one We’re chasing demons by dancing a waltz And if you get lost again remember the time When we came home so late that we couldn’t die Open minded but blinders on I have chosen my frame and my crown Lying down here rocked by the wind That dries away my tears You want a reason but we don’t need one We’re chasing demons by dancing a waltz And if you get lost again remember the time When we came home so late that we couldn’t die
11.
Isn’it a trap we fell into We are forced to walk with a bullet in the shoe It’s an offer you cannot refuse Make a good deal from the poison that you choose Give a hand, feed the monster too If you won't leave your precious place in the queue You shut down before you hit the red Shaped from a shadow that erases your name Something bigger is making you choke Your dreams vanish into factory smoke Can you hear this echo sneaking through It’s your inner voice that tries to speak for two You’re out of reach and your hands are gloved You’re sleepwalking while comes the flood Something bigger is making you choke Your dreams vanish into factory smoke Time to realize the pace we set is a joke Will your mind disappear in a puff of smoke So many efforts to hold you back
 Do you remember The smell of rain
12.
Wind-Up Toy 04:39
Bring me storms During the drought Through the thorns I see a way out Early in the morning When nothing is yet decided I am awfuly small And the world goes round Wading through it all It busies my mind Either way I turn I fall Either way I am filled up with noise And they whisper too loud I'm an old wind-up toy Forced to walk through the crowd Bring me storms During the drought Through the swarm There's a way out Early in the morning When nothing's yet decided I am filled up with noise And they whisper too loud I'm an old wind-up toy Forced to walk through the crowd

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released October 9, 2020

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I am Stramgram Bordeaux, France

Pop folk anglo-saxonne saupoudrée d'électro, conjuguant l'urgente folie d'artistes tel que Born Ruffians/Beck/Eels, avec les élégantes parenthèses des dandys Bowie ou Yorke. La part belle est, comme aux origines folk, faite à la voix et aux textes. Joyeuse et mélancolique, débraillée et exigeante, une musique à l'image des paradoxes qui nous habitent. ... more

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