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Needless Cane - Eleanor

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Needless Cane - Eleanor

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Official music video for "Eleanor" Available for streaming and download https://artists.landr.com/991048614154 Exclusive Bandcamp version- https://needlesscane.bandcamp.com/alb... Directed / Edited - Needless Cane (Coppelia) Camera - James Palehorseman Photography Eleanor - Jessica Lyrics- ​A heavy fog rolls over cobblestone streets Where the heart of the midnight city beats In the parlor of shadows, she waits in the chill While the rest of the weary world lies still She wears a gown of velvet and brine A phantom caught in the design With eyes like opals, cold and deep She haunts the edges of our sleep ​ ​Oh sapphire, sapphire Won't you see the dreams expire? Homes are for the living, or the dead Resting in a quiet, bloodless bed Elle, elle, Eleanor The angel of dreams we weep for Elle, elle, Eleanor A false memory of nothing more ​ ​The candles flicker, the portraits stare Whispering secrets into the stale air She steps through the mirrors where nobody goes A tragic waltz that nobody knows She was flesh once, beneath the moon's pale eye Before the sickness made her quietly die Now she wanders the hallways of your mind Leaving a trail of frost behind ​Oh sapphire, sapphire Won't you see the dreams expire? Homes are for the living, or the dead Resting in a quiet, bloodless bed Elle, elle, Eleanor The angel of dreams we weep for Elle, elle, Eleanor A false memory of nothing more ​Is she a vision or is she a ghost? The one we lost and feared the most Tangled in bedsheets, drenched in sweat A lingering ghost we cannot forget Wake up, wake up, the morning is here And Eleanor dissolves into the atmosphere Leaving only the scent of withered flowers And the ticking clock of wasted hours ​Oh sapphire, sapphire Won't you see the dreams expire? Homes are for the living, or the dead Resting in a quiet, bloodless bed Elle, elle, Eleanor The angel of dreams we weep for Elle, elle, Eleanor A false memory of nothing more ​ ​Eleanor... Just a whisper in the dark. Homes are for the living... Or dead. A false memory of nothing. #goth #darksynthwave #needlesscane #eleanor #gothrock #musicvideo #gothic #dreampop