
Under the Current Isildurs Bane (Ft. Peter Hammill)
"Under the Current" by Isildurs Bane featuring Peter Hammill is a progressive rock track released in 2021. The lyrics explore themes of existential struggle, the passage of time, and the search for meaning in a turbulent world. The song combines intricate musical arrangements with Hammill's emotive vocals, creating a haunting atmosphere. Unique elements include dynamic shifts and a blend of classical influences. The collaboration highlights the enduring relevance of progressive rock, appealing to both new listeners and long-time fans of the genre. #ProgressiveRock

Below, the flow...
Untroubled surface
Time's come adrift
And so you know
You're balanced over
Tectonic shift
You sense that something has gone astray
But you can't put your finger on it
You never get to see the picture
That's unfolding, that's in your future to be honest, under the current
By day, by night
The starts are falling through your head
The hair is bristling all down your arms
This fever's got you something rotten
You caught the memories that you once expressed as wishes
You thought they'd been forgotten
The wind is whistling around your ears
If you could bring yourself to listen
On those blank pages that you've torn out from your diary
Your history's already written
Under the current
The undercurrent
Under the current
Untroubled surface
Time's come adrift
And so you know
You're balanced over
Tectonic shift
You sense that something has gone astray
But you can't put your finger on it
You never get to see the picture
That's unfolding, that's in your future to be honest, under the current
By day, by night
The starts are falling through your head
The hair is bristling all down your arms
This fever's got you something rotten
You caught the memories that you once expressed as wishes
You thought they'd been forgotten
The wind is whistling around your ears
If you could bring yourself to listen
On those blank pages that you've torn out from your diary
Your history's already written
Under the current
The undercurrent
Under the current
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