#trees of eternity

[hauntedwhispers]

✢ 30 DAYS MUSIC CHALLENGE: 2024 edition ✢

Day 19 - A song by an artist no longer living: Sinking Ships (Trees of Eternity)

(insp. ✢)

[liliesforedith]

my favorite female artists ♡

[ruiniel]

Just realized this long time favorite song is a perfect theme for Black Water and that entire arc

YT

To know her is to see that nothing is as it seems She'll show her true face when you're stripped of all belief Sweet tyrant, laying out the course with what you need To send you through the veils of eternity

Crack me open or I'll go down on this sinking ship Don't leave me to drown (me to drown) Still the water bears the sound of my eternal plea And all I found And all I will

She calls you with a mirage of what you want to see You fall into her arms as she shatters all your dreams Sweet violence, aimed to crack the shell from which you bleed And send you through the tree of eternity

Crack me open or I'll go down on this sinking ship Don't leave me to drown (me to drown) Still the water bears the sound of my eternal plea And all I found

And all I will (and all I will) And all I will (and all I will)

[keryahoraculi]

©Kereonn / Instagram / @kereonn

[millamagia]

Aleah Stanbridge (1976-2016)

[aleah-stanbridge-dedicated]

[symmetricalscar]

Trees of Eternity - Sinking Ships

RIP Aleah, we miss you

[lesdeuxmuses]

Trees Of Eternity - Hour Of The Nightingale (Svart Records, 2016)

[foxofthedesert]

Behold my current ear worm. Eye of Night by Trees of Eternity. A haunting yet poignant and lovely offering composed by lovers going through one of the worst trials a couple can endure. One battling cancer, the other watching helplessly as that cruel disease destroyed what he loved most. An entire album overflowing with near palpable suffering, gratitude, despair and hope. The sacred offering of a melodic memorial by a heart stricken by grief to an angel that left this world way too soon.

There is something so beautiful about sadness to me. I can't really explain it. Oh, sure, I'm all about energetic music when working out, peppy tunes when I'm in a rare good mood, and aggressive music when I'm angry. But melancholy is the blanket I wrap myself up in to find meaning in an existence I could never fully understand in a thousand lifetimes. It colors the lens through which I view my surroundings, casting them in varying shades of gray and blue, so that I tend to notice misery more readily than bliss. And as it so happens, it also greatly informs my taste in music.

I've never been a particularly happy person. Probably never will be. I have an affinity for the darkness that the light only just manages to keep in check. When I have brainstormed lengthy pieces of fiction in the past, I always began with pain or grief or sorrow as the touchstone for my imagination. Never happiness. Never joy. Those things are not fuel for my muse. I dwell on tragedy and heartache, and the characters I love most would - if they could - attest to that.

My soul, it seems, is written of minor chords, interspersed only sparsely with majors lest the composition stray too far into the black margins of inescapable gloom. My music therefore is moody; it's dissonance and harmony warring for dominance, a somber verse over a promising chorus with a percussive anvil keeping the rhythm. I crave that feeling in my chest, that burning tightness and discomfort on the edge of tears, that mournful songs elicit. It needs to hurt to move me, to inspire me, to make me feel something profound I can't quite put words to.

As may be obvious, I am not a blue skies individual. The darkening clouds and driving rain and rolling thunder are my cherished friends, my constant companions, my faithful comforters. But that doesn't mean I don't love basking in the warmth of the sun in season. Rather, I find that teetering between the poles of perspective makes me more appreciative of the necessary role both play in navigating the human condition. What's tricky in my estimation is avoiding the extremes, and thankfully that's something I am getting better at with time.

Balance is difficult but not unachievable. And that gives me hope.

[hauntedwhispers]

✤ 10 SONGS, 10 YEARS OLD ✤ 2013 - 2023 ✤ Sinking Ships, Trees of Eternity

Dear Nightingale, you will never be forgotten 🤍

[4ever22]

Save my immortal soul From its own chains From a fate worse than death

[hoplessnostalgic]

Naked limbs

Vulnerable

Empty

Lifeless

Taken by winter

Waiting for warmth

Buds of hope

Growth

Another chance

The cycle continues

We are like the trees. Time and time again life will take from us leaving an emptiness inside. But even in our darkest moments, they are just that, moments. Don’t give up. Be patient. A new day will come. Try again.

[wanderrealms]

Eye of Night by Trees of Eternity