The il ya album made me feel something i didn't know I could feel.
@amirhajihoseini589623 күн бұрын
What is the best post rock music? Give me some names!😢
@200tomillionaire25 күн бұрын
2024 anyone still here? The time just goes too fast when i realize that the first time i listened to this song was 7 years ago.
@Soil_BoundАй бұрын
*2024*
@SA-oq3hpАй бұрын
T_T
@guitarest3Ай бұрын
Heard this recently from the movie tag, really an incredible piece
@bettya.k.abetty8259Ай бұрын
Lost my mom back in April...She would've loved this one
@jayeshpatel1666Ай бұрын
Anyone still listening to this masterpiece in 2024?
@barrygreig4511Ай бұрын
Only eight hours after you, yes.
@japhetrivas7516Ай бұрын
Yes, from Bolivia
@amirhajihoseini589623 күн бұрын
I'm listening now. 😢
@desiertoscacti53888 күн бұрын
Me too.
@gazmenmcintosh89286 күн бұрын
100%
@sk8rladАй бұрын
2011, once again we lost all control to lust .
@trichaadamАй бұрын
damn still listening to this masterpiece till now
@moncheri001Ай бұрын
SEN NE DİYOSUN
@XxR0ckerxАй бұрын
Me acuerdo del final de la película donde escuché esta canción, es una película japonesa de tipo Gore, y recuerdo que al final de la película sonaba está canción y la chica dijo "se acabó" osea que ya era libre 😢
@SpudNickFPVАй бұрын
A picture says a thousand words. This one hasn't stopped talking.
@tuxmaster27152 ай бұрын
Year by year I come back to this masterpiece
@topkaj42342 ай бұрын
This song made me veteran...
@karanXd2 ай бұрын
Me and my ursaluna in pokemon legends arceus
@bun1972 ай бұрын
reminds of the divine comedy when dante looks back on how tiny earth is “is this the threshing floor, that made us all so fierce?”
@user-dg6zx1yb2p2 ай бұрын
Beautiful music !
@ThanatosSD3 ай бұрын
This band, this album and this song are pure perfection of sadness and melancholy. Love how every note of this tune makes me tear on a peaceful way.
@scottb7213 ай бұрын
Wish I'd taken that photograph. As beautiful as the song
@So-Be-It_859493 ай бұрын
Post Rock/ Ambient
@metropol243 ай бұрын
Some songs tells the truth , and some of us are not ready to comprehend it but thats alright
@AnthroposJourney3 ай бұрын
incredible work
@EternalTwilight03 ай бұрын
HEY
@TheSRedVenus_83 ай бұрын
Türk çıkar mı
@TheSRedVenus_83 ай бұрын
Türk çıkar mı?
@moncheri0013 ай бұрын
Çok iyi lan
@Nina-ou6wn3 ай бұрын
Why can't I find the artist anywhere ?
@cdeshmane64713 ай бұрын
This song reminds me of myself
@moncheri0013 ай бұрын
Hissettiğim şeyleri açıklayamıyorum.
@rafizul904 ай бұрын
Żadnych zmartwień
@user-zt4sw8tv7y4 ай бұрын
2024 ^^
@BidBadBod4 ай бұрын
So this song popped up today as I was listening to a 65daysofstatic mix on YT at work and I have to say YOU HAVE NO RIGHT to make something so hauntingly beautiful and emotional that I had to stop what I was working on and sit, numb, as the sound washed over me. Honestly I'm glad the other chap in my office is not in today as I was practically crying. You should be ashamed of yourselves for doing that to me. And by ashamed, I of course mean proud. It's utterly stunning.
@oscarjesusgarciamarcos79094 ай бұрын
ATMOSFERA!!!!
@SylviaLiao01134 ай бұрын
Can anybody tell me where to watch the film?🙏🙏
@ThatsWhenItkickedin4 ай бұрын
Sailing to Byzantium W. B. Yeats, 1865 - 1939 That is no country for old men. The young In one another’s arms, birds in the trees -Those dying generations-at their song, The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas, Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long Whatever is begotten, born, and dies. Caught in that sensual music all neglect Monuments of unageing intellect. An aged man is but a paltry thing, A tattered coat upon a stick, unless Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing For every tatter in its mortal dress, Nor is there singing school but studying Monuments of its own magnificence; And therefore I have sailed the seas and come To the holy city of Byzantium. O sages standing in God’s holy fire As in the gold mosaic of a wall, Come from the holy fire, perne in a gyre, And be the singing-masters of my soul. Consume my heart away; sick with desire And fastened to a dying animal It knows not what it is; and gather me Into the artifice of eternity. Once out of nature I shall never take My bodily form from any natural thing, But such a form as Grecian goldsmiths make Of hammered gold and gold enamelling To keep a drowsy Emperor awake; Or set upon a golden bough to sing To lords and ladies of Byzantium Of what is past, or passing, or to come.
@casimosp95894 ай бұрын
2024 and still listening this masterpiece.
@freddiekroese36815 ай бұрын
Still in '24 loving this track ♡
@4deeeef5 ай бұрын
Long live Mac Miller
@darkbluemars5 ай бұрын
As a victim of abuse as a kid, I felt so connected with this song. Looking back, I can compare my innocence as pure as snow tainted with abuse. The ending feels so cathartic as rage and sadness inside me slowly brews and finally screams all of it at the same time. I feel I’m finally heard.
@joelsantos54465 ай бұрын
My mind hear Peace
@BalboaBaggins5 ай бұрын
Mono died after they released their best album You Are There. After that it all started to sound the same.
@xy49965 ай бұрын
6:04😔
@vasileiosfilis92845 ай бұрын
!
@gypsymuerte36565 ай бұрын
Tears
@jacobb69536 ай бұрын
This song is so dear to me. I was going through a lot in 2016 and this song is part of what got me through it. The most beautiful experience I had with it was standing in the middle of a hayfield while I was on a solo walk and listening to this song while the snow fell around me. It hadn’t yet stuck to the ground and the sun was shining brightly through the clouds, casting its rays down and glimmering off the snowflakes. Never felt so connected to life and to this earth than in that moment 😌