Zur heutigen Veröffentlichung ihres neuen Studiodrehers teilen OCEANS OF SLUMBER kurz nach ihrer `House Of The Rising Sun´ Interpretation noch einen Track vom neuen Album. Das wiederum ruhige, rhythmische und enorm intensive `The Hanging Tree´ gibt es im Video.

Und ein emotionales Statement der Band zum Longplayer noch obendrauf:

„We’ve put everything we’ve got and then some into this new record. Our most ambitious record to date, that’s for sure. If you’ve walked in halfway during the conversation that we’ve been having with the universe then you might be taken slightly by surprise. If you’ve been following along the whole time, it’ll land perfectly between your ears. Either way, we’re so super excited for what is to come. It’s inevitable that we let the birds fly at some point and this is most definitely a defining moment for us musically. The band has never sounded better and Cammie has more than solidified her place in this world with this performance. Over the fucking top. We’re heading south, we’re heading home. In the days to come we will do some explaining. Talk about the themes and what went into these songs. But first, get the record and spin it a few times.“

Videostream:

https://youtu.be/FAF1qRnbez8

Lyrics:

Living with the pictures in my head

(sometimes we forget)

This place will hold for me what cannot be said

(sometimes we regret)

 

Where only my hallowed footstep dared to tread

(sometimes we forget)

Now times indifference rushes to bury them

(sometimes we regret)

 

So slowly corroding aged with time

This places serenity a time lapse lie

I’m inching slowly

I’m out my mind

And the peace within me is a lie by design

 

Distorted memories and pictures

(sometimes we forget)

These places they will remember us

(sometimes we regret)

 

Infused deep with all our pain

(sometimes we forget)

Somewhere forever pieces of us remain

(sometimes we regret)

 

So slowly corroding aged with time

This places serenity a time lapse lie

I’m inching slowly

I’m out my mind

And the peace within me is a lie by design

 

And I, I surrender

I take back all I owe

And can you tell me where time goes

As it flies away from me?

 

Living with the pictures in my head

(sometimes we forget)

This place will hold for me what cannot be said

(sometimes we regret)

 

Distorted memories and pictures

(sometimes we forget)

These places they will remember us

(sometimes we regret)

 

Hidden in plainview secrecy

(sometimes we forget)

This place is haunted if you want it to be