Smell Sleeping At Last
"Smell" by Sleeping At Last, released in 2014, is a #IndiePop song that explores themes of nostalgia, sensory memories, and the emotional connections tied to scents. The lyrics evoke a sense of longing and reflection, emphasizing how smell can transport us to cherished moments. Unique musical elements include ethereal instrumentation and delicate vocals, creating an introspective atmosphere. The song resonates deeply with listeners, highlighting the power of memory and sensory experiences in shaping our lives.
[Verse 1]
Is this the part where the brain scan shows where memories reside?
Some ambiguous shape in me, suddenly producing light
Triggered like a trip wire every time I breathe it in
Isn't it strange that a lilac tree is what unlocks where I've been?
Like a time machine rebuilds the past
My memories return
Like remembering the ashes before they burn
[Verse 2]
It is the friction that lights a match
Desperate attempts that make it last
So I hold my breath for as long as I can
But before long, the wind swells in
I started a fight I could never win
But I will hold on as long as I can
[Verse]
It vanishes against my will
The light goes out
My heart goes still
And just like that
I believe in ghosts
Time and space are at my back
Performing disappearing acts
Now I can't escape the smell of smoke
Is this the part where the brain scan shows where memories reside?
Some ambiguous shape in me, suddenly producing light
Triggered like a trip wire every time I breathe it in
Isn't it strange that a lilac tree is what unlocks where I've been?
Like a time machine rebuilds the past
My memories return
Like remembering the ashes before they burn
[Verse 2]
It is the friction that lights a match
Desperate attempts that make it last
So I hold my breath for as long as I can
But before long, the wind swells in
I started a fight I could never win
But I will hold on as long as I can
[Verse]
It vanishes against my will
The light goes out
My heart goes still
And just like that
I believe in ghosts
Time and space are at my back
Performing disappearing acts
Now I can't escape the smell of smoke
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