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Portrait for @SleepySheepy17
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Portair: Places
"You have a soft spot for singular intellects." "She's no Moriarty." "Not yet."
portair, whoever this elusive artist is, has rendered my heart fine mush with Those Three Words. With an angelic voice, as pristine and satiny smooth as can be, portair inebriates us with his sorrowful ballad. Those Three Words is a chill ambient pop beauty that recalls the soul stirring early songs of Vancouver Sleep Clinic and the folk guitar laden music of artists like RY X and SYML. A touch of Tep No’s breezy production also embalms the song. Though portair chooses to dwell in the shadows, the mysterious musician has shared a number of fine gems on Soundcloud in the past, which you can take in, here. For an even more pastoral listen, stream You Should Go below.
Step by step
One foot in front of the other
Count to ten
Hold your breath then count to another
Rising to ashes
Falling to flame
None of it matters
It all ends the same
Keep on moving forward
Keep on moving forward through the cold
I've been here before
Where I lost control
Oh I cant go back in the fold
Can't go back in the fold
It's hard to keep pace
When are what you chase
Then you're on to the next thing
It's like cutting your losses
Use it and toss it
While you wait til the next spring
Step by step
One foot in front of the other
Count to ten
Hold your breath then count to another
Day by day
The sun is coming up for another
I can't stay
It's easier to keep myself under
I’ve been waiting for someone you won’t become