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My Shallow Grave
06:42
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Where’s the voice
Where’s the voice I prayed to hear
Where’s the sign
Where’s the sign I yearned to see
Was I deaf or was I blind
Or have I been left behind
Don’t need your grace
Don’t need your grace or your wail
Don’t need your faith
Don’t need your faith to prevail
I can get through on my own
Without no holy grails
I called to the heavens
Just to hear the answers to my prayers
I called to the skies
Just to find out there’s no God above
I looked to the ground
To the place they’ll lay me down one day
And I realized
That I dug into my shallow grave
I knelt down
I knelt down to plead my guilt
I knelt down
And yet no one calmed my thrill
So I’ll stand up and carry on
Knowing there’s an empty throne
And when I’m gone
I don’t want to hear your cries
When I’m gone
Don’t need the cross to tread my heart
So when I’m caught by hellish hounds
Keep me far from sacred ground
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Way More Time
04:36
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When I was little
I was taught to speak truth
No matter how difficult
And no matter how cruel
Took me way more time
To learn to be honest to myself
When I was a teen
I learnt to doubt
And not to believe
What they told me to trust
Took me way more time
To renounce what I deemed unjust
When I was grown
Finally learnt who I am
How to find home
And how to avoid looking back
It’ll take me way more time
To figure out the rest of my life
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The Outlaw
05:30
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Used to be that I ran this place
Used to be that I never masked my face
I used to long for a warm embrace
I used to love before I fell in disgrace
Now I’m getting used to running away
From whatever opportunity I may have
Used to be that I lived among the folks
Used to be that I got away with hoax
Used to be that you never called me rogue
Used to be that I never lost my hope
Now I’m getting used to hiding every night
From whatever friendly face that gets in sight
I am the outlaw, obscured in disguise
I am the outlaw, awaiting your demise
I am the outlaw, I live to survive
I am the outlaw, wanted dead or alive
I am the outlaw
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Martyr
04:11
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I gave away, gave away everything I owned
I gave away, gave away the things I loved
Yet it seems it’s not enough, as you’re reaching out for more
I’m not your martyr, I won’t suffer for your sins
I’m not your martyr and I will not take your guilt
I’m not your martyr, don’t expect me to submit
I’m not your martyr, stay the fuck away from me
I put up, I put up with what you’ve done
I put up with every concept you have spawned
But now I’ve had enough, and I can’t wait until you’re gone
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Thirty Years
05:23
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Thirty years I’ve been roaming through the world
Thirty years I’ve been laying my own roads
Been told to walk with crowd and to keep quiet, but I refused
Thirty years, during them few hundred songs
Thirty years, bet I played a thousand notes
I dreamt to be a rockstar and today I play the blues
Thirty years, never been enough
Thirty years of never looking back
Thirty years, feels like I’m reborn
Thirty years, it feels like I’m at home
Thirty years I have questioned everything
Thirty years and I got used to all my sins
No matter how hard you try, can’t take the devil out of me
Thirty years I laughed and cried with all my might
Thirty years, eleven thousand days, and nights
No matter how much more I got, it’s been a hell of a ride
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Faces in the Rain
04:43
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Thought I saw your face
Thought I saw your face tonight
Thought I saw your face
In the corner of my eye
So many faces in the rain
Yet none of them I recognize
Thought I saw your face
Thought I saw your face tonight
Thought I saw your face
When I saw you passing by
So many faces in the rain
And each of them a different one
Thought I saw your face
Thought I saw your face tonight
Thought I saw your face
When I left you all behind
So many faces in the rain
And each of them looks just like mine
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Sparrow's Wail
08:54
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The fall is nigh
Leaves are falling of the trees
The fall is nigh
And birds are flying overseas
But if some are left behind
They will wail until they freeze
There ain’t nothing that could stop me
From walking away, from walking away
There ain’t nothing that could stall me
From leaving today, from leaving today
And there ain’t nothing that could break me
But my sparrow' wail
Nothing but my sparrow’s wail
The night is close
So lay your head down to rest
The night is close
Get your worries of your chest
But the sparrow’s gonna wail
Until it draws its final breath
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Krzysiek Poniewaz Lublin, Poland
My first experiences with creating music began in 2008. For the first two years I've been recording a lot of shitty 'music' in different genres, from grunge to thrash. None of those recordings is worth anything... My first serious project was Gurthang, which still is the most important band I've ever played in. This profile is some music written and recorded sideways... ... more
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