I have created an illustration illustrating a track on Peter Astor’s new CD for Second Language.
Here a link to his blog and a cool video of Pete and Darren Hayman playing together.
Second Language website
http://www.secondlanguagemusic.com/
Artwork:
Lyrics:
SLEEPERS
Going back through blood and years
Branches, treat histories and tears
Going back to where time won’t move
And day comes down and there’s nothing to do
Sleepers don’t have anything to say
They just cradle they just wait
They hold the track that takes the train
That takes me back again
Sleepers, sale why do I sing my song to you?
Sleepers, why do I sing my song to you?
With your metal hands and your wooden shoes
Lying still, forever mute
Sleepers, there’s nothing you can do
Going back to cold-eyed ways
You end up here you can’t escape
The ladies wait under light and dust
The salt sea turns the town to rust
Sleepers, why do I sing my song to you?
Sleepers, why do I sing my song to you?
With your metal hands and your wooden shoes
Lying still, forever mute
Sleepers, there’s nothing you can do