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Sleep Tree

To silence the silent is harder then you think!!

About Me

So the story goes another screamer sent to locker room to unleash a new but used voice in the rink of lost bands and new sorrow. I left poetry in a book and a few scratches in the wall so I have nothing left to offer but 14 years of voice munipulation and a possible tattoo. The hurt stands out now after what I have done and now I repay the faith to the people who had faith in me. I left people feeling confused and the word hate came up a lot, for that I can not change but through music I can teach them about me. I have 3 me's and an I.O.U. I haven't seen my shadow nor do I bare to watch when it finds me. The insault I left in the feelings of others has caused me to sit here, behind this pathedic computer screen and write to the nothingness to nothingness and I spare no more hearts. I too have these feelings and I hated myself for this I will not pack my bags cause noone is going on a guilt trip.

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Member Since: 10/15/2006
Band Website: myspace.com/sleeptree
Band Members: Jaimis Wayne Kirk, and no, I wasn't a captin on STar Trek, thats James T Kirk, but I wish I could be beam a few people up somewhere. .......
Influences: I have many influences, pick one....
Sounds Like: A Man left on the side of a road called Life, Hitchikin' to death, not stopping for water but stopping for the view. A SleepTree: For you, my slave, I picked these reed blossoms From the fields of spring With my own hands. Eat them and grow fat.Should the mistress alone See the sleeptree, That opens in the day And sleeps in love at night? Look upon it too, slave.He replies:This slave must be longing For his mistress - Though I eat the buds of reed you send, I grow but thinner, thinner.The sleeptree you sent, love, That I might think of you, Will only bear flowers, Never bear fruit.Lady Ki was older than Yakamochi and the wife of an imperial prince, while Yakamochi (718 - 785) was a lower ranking courtier. The sleeptree is the mimosa, which folds up its leaves and "sleeps" at night. Its name, nebu or nemu, sounds like the word for sleep, and the characters with which it is written have erotic connotations, "untie pleasure".

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Record Label: Dead Son's Record
Type of Label: None