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Sleeping At Last - Blog Posts
No cause seriously there isn’t a single song on the Atlas albums by sleeping at last that isn’t beautiful. Like each one lights up the soul and brings me to tears in its ability to capture and illustrate the wonder and beauty of the world around us.
so show me where my armor ends, show me where my skin begins.
- pluto
why does every sleeping at last song fit din so perfectly???
so slowly i'm losing who i've sworn to be. a promise in pencil that years have made so hard to read. i've spent my life building walls brick by brick and bruise by bruise... a birdcage religion that whispered me to sleep.
- birdcage religion
all of a sudden, you changed my mind. pulled back the curtains a little at a time.
through the static, through the ashes we were brave. through the perils of endless narrow escapes, we’re still here. we’re still here.
- we’re still here
like. does anyone else see it? i only discovered sleeping at last today and my “din djarin vibes” playlist has already doubled in size.
though your heart is far too young to realize the unimaginable light you hold inside,
i’ll give you everything i have. i’ll teach you everything i know. i promise i’ll do better. i will always hold you close, but i will learn to let you go.
- light
YES that is EXACTLY how din feels about grogu.
now i have to write fics to go along with all these...
Because the story of your life // becomes your life
- Lisel Mueller
Phoebe Bridgers, I Know The End / Augusto Boal, Theatre of the Oppressed / Lisel Mueller, Why We Tell Stories / Sleeping at Last, East / Pat Barker, Silence of the Girls / Brandon Melendez, How to Write the Quantum Mechanics Uncertainty Principle into a Promise to Return Home / Lisel Mueller, The Story / Richard Siken, Litany in Which Certain Things are Crossed Out
These are some drawings I’ve made over the past few months of songs as dragons! Most of their colors are based off their album covers, but if not, then they’re based off of the color/vibe they give. Originally I was going to post these one per day but I don’t have the patience for that so…here you go
Alias Grass ‘cause we go from grass to grace
Aesthetic Moodboards // “Saturn” by Sleeping at Last
I'd give anything to hear you say it one more time: that the universe was made just to be seen by my eyes.
(requested by @seasidefantasies)
did I come up with anything? kinda...
In a world with constant conflict, the only job of the people is to fight in the war. They could be rewarded with medals, money, or simply the title of being a savior, which was a highly respected military soldier who contributed greatly to the war effort.
Orphanages and group homes that were turned into military training centers are packed with children who lost their parents in the war, most of them left with little to no memories of their real family as they’re conscripted to fight in the war.
Many did it gladly, it was all they knew, all that they thought they were good for. They were shipped off to the battlefields. They were given codes instead of names. They were soldiers, but behind that, they were kids.
Dreaming in their cots of people they would have known if maybe, just maybe, there was a world where hate didn’t prevail entirely. Maybe the sky was bright, maybe blue. Maybe something could grow from the soil of the trenches, the dirt beneath their feet. Perhaps, the concept of killing and dying would be foreign rather than the Grim Reaper being a close friend.
Maybe these children wouldn’t have to face Death himself as beings meant to be full of life. They knew how to fight, but in a war? They were strangers to suffering. They were told they were going to be safe, but that was just another lie.
Maybe the world wasn’t so manipulated to hold arms to children, those meant to love and to live to heal, but rather die. Backs against the wall, they’re surrounded with no choice but to await their fate as it all comes back to them the way it had to their parents, grandparents, great-grandparents, and their great-great-grandparents before them. But there wouldn’t be any more children out in the war once they’re all dead.
(am I onto something or on something)
lord huron, the amazing devil, aurora, robert hallow and the holy men, sleeping at last, novo amor, sky sailing, color therapy and owl city are such amazing artists. i don't exactly know why but to me, they've always belonged in the same category somehow. perhaps it's because they all have this thing in common: lyrics that are pure poetry to my ears and breathtaking melodies that you can't quite process because of how mesmerising they are. never gonna shut up about them. seriously go give them a listen. if you like at least one artist i mentioned you'll love the other ones for sure.
🎶Though we're tethered to the story we must tell
When I saw you, well I knew we'd tell it well
With a whisper, we will tame the vicious seas
Like a feather, bringing kingdoms to their knees🎶
Turning Pages by Sleeping at last
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everyone who listens to sleeping at last has one song that they feel so deeply in their soul it drives them just a bit insane, reblog this and tag yours. mine is jupiter!