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In the Arts - Demo Version

by Atlantic Popes

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alphaandre this track is a special one from AP. The begining sounds like a travel back in time to Rainer Bloss Drive Inn Albums. Max´s voice is on this track one unit with the music. My AtlanticPopes Highlight..at moment ;-)
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ATLANTIC POPES EXHIBIT THE NEW SINGLE "IN THE ARTS“
Here comes the demo version of an electrifying song in a beguilingly papal soundscape.
The world as a museum, real life in the light of the arts, a wandering frame that shows what touches and drives us, what stimulates and frightens us, introducing the next step.
Hard to escape!

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In The Arts

Twenty cubes a thousand tons of weight
Come raining from an angry looking sky
Thirty names are screaming from a wall
A single one is fading on the fly
All kinds of premonitions find a hall
An old one - real big - without a light
There's something dropping on the floor
Not flowing with the go
A smell of hope and doubt
Let's have a look inside
A lot of traffic in the scene
Throwing little teacups in the air
I've seen a girl who's stitching up her eyes
A rendezvous with fate but no one really cares
Wearing blue as blue can ever be
Particularly shoes forever high
No recipe for creed or guarantee
A streaming game in life called playing seek and hide
There were silent colors on your face
You are biding in a different place
Like a numbing arrow sticking in your side
You're feeling up to it till the end of time
Till the end of time
Walking over faces is the favored kind of races in the arts In the arts
Walking over faces is the favored kind of races in the arts In the arts
Till the end of time, till the end of time
In the arts
Till the end of time, end of time, end of time Till the end of time
In the arts
Till the end of time

There’s still a lot of traffic in the scene
Flying little peacocks in the air
I've lost the girl who's stitching up her eyes
An episode of fate, but no one really cares.

Twenty cubes a thousand tons of weight
Have fallen from a weary looking sky
The thirty names keep sticking to a wall
A single one is flashing for a while
There were silent colors on your face
You are biding in a different place
Like a numbing arrow sticking in your side
You're feeling up to it till the end of time
Till the end of time
Walking over faces is the favored kind of races in the arts In the arts
Walking over faces is the favored kind of races in the arts In the arts
Till the end of time, till the end of time In the arts
Till the end of time
Till the end of time
In the arts
Walking over faces is the favored kind of races in the arts In the arts
Walking over faces is the favored kind of races in the arts In the arts
Arts
In the arts Arts
In the arts
Walking over faces is the favored kind of races in the arts In the arts

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released October 3, 2022
Music, Lyrics and Production: AtlanticPopes

Label: Soundcolours
Publishers : Edition ready at last / Budde Music

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Atlantic Popes Berlin, Germany

AtlanticPopes is an out-of-time project by Bernhard Lloyd, co-founder of Alphaville, and singer Max Holler.
AtlanticPopes means emotionalizing pop music, with an enormous variety of styles and soundscapes. Hypnotic and moving, with lyrics that show a clear view of the world, often of deep wisdom and always with a special kind of serious humor.
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