ERRA - Luminesce

Erra // Drift // OUT NOW iTunes: http://smarturl.it/ERRA-DRIFT-iTunes Vinyl / Merch: http://smarturl.it/DRIFT-KillerMerch Amazon: http://smarturl.it/ERRA-DRIFT-Amazon GooglePlay: http://smarturl.it/ERRA-DRIFT-GP Catch ERRA on tour! Purchase tickets here: http://smarturl.it/ERRA-Tickets-2017 -- 10 YEARS OF CONSTELLATIONS TOUR 2019 11/19 - Antwerp, BEL @ Trix 11/20 - Hamburg, GER @ Gruenspan 11/21 - Berlin, GER @ Columbia Theater 11/22 - Dresden, GER @ Reithalle 11/23 - Budapest, HUN @ Dürer Kert 11/24 - Vienna, AUT @ Flex 11/25 - Lyon, FRA @ Ninkasi Kao 11/27 - Paris, FRA @ Le Trabendo 11/28 - Leeds, UK @ Beckett Su 11/29 - Bristol, UK @ Swx 11/30 - London, UK @ Electric Ballroom 12/01 - Stuttgart, GER @ Lka-Longhorn 12/02 - Zurich, SWI @ Dynamo 12/04 - Munich, GER @ Backstage Werk 12/05 - Cologne, GER @ Essigfabrik 12/06 - Frankfurt, GER @ Batschkapp 12/07 - Amsterdam, NET @ Melkweg -- LUMINESCE - LYRICS: I'm spiraling out of control, so you illuminate a clean slate. You're lifting the weight that is diluting inspiration. I woke with the sun in my face, mountains by my side, the desert air pulling the breath from my lungs. I've been making my way through a barren landscape, littered with remains of past lives and shadows of the scavengers. World passing by, leaving traces of shapes, blurring into memory. Dreaming of terrain that sustains, I wake up. I'm lying parallel with the landscape. There will always be a void to be filled. Illuminate a clean slate. Keep lifting the weight that is diluting inspiration. There will always be a void to be filled, with no permanent fix. Shifting of puzzle pieces to simulate a whole. World passing by, leaving traces of shapes, blurring into memory. Dreaming of terrain that sustains, I wake up to a world that's unfamiliar. We leave, and then we go back like we never left home. When will we wake the fuck up? Parallel with the landscape, I lie awake with diminishing desire to always seek escape from a home where I feel sound and safe. World passing by, leaving traces of shapes, blurring into memory. Dreaming of terrain that sustains, I wake up. Wake up. When will we all wake up? Diminished desire to always seek escape to a world that's unfamiliar. We leave, and then we go back like we never left home. --- http://sumerianrecords.com