Pendragon - Comatose (Part I, II and III)

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Part I, II and III of Pendragon's "Comatose", from the album "Pure". Felt like they should be uploaded together!
Comatose I. View From the Seashore 00:00
Comatose II. Space Cadet 07:41
Comatose III. Home and Dry 11:43
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  • @enzogalli5506
    @enzogalli550622 күн бұрын

    A prog suite masterpiece...Great Pendragon!! ❤

  • @universozero872
    @universozero8723 жыл бұрын

    This is Progressive Life not only Progressive Rock! 🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷

  • @carlosaladino4589
    @carlosaladino4589 Жыл бұрын

    Veramente fantastici. Grande Band.

  • @codekhalil6437
    @codekhalil64378 жыл бұрын

    amazing song. emotional rollercoaster.

  • @MultiDougal01
    @MultiDougal01 Жыл бұрын

    Very underrated band

  • @68SYNTHMAN
    @68SYNTHMAN8 жыл бұрын

    i love this epic!!

  • @antoniorubiramorales9323
    @antoniorubiramorales93236 жыл бұрын

    Sublime

  • @yannicksamson5136
    @yannicksamson51367 жыл бұрын

    TRES BON GROUPE DE ROCK PROGRESSIF TOUJOURS EN ACTIVITE EN 2017

  • @jaregoguzoref4821

    @jaregoguzoref4821

    19 күн бұрын

    Et toujours en activité en 2024😊

  • @sergioschwartzmann5470
    @sergioschwartzmann54704 жыл бұрын

    Espetacular banda

  • @matthieumoussiegt
    @matthieumoussiegt Жыл бұрын

    lyrics : 1 - View from the seashore They say the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world The rusty keys unlock my mind to let the child go Where is the boy who used to write his name in the sand? Where is the boy who used to smile and wave to all the passing strangers? He took the old path by the windmill Towards the seashore To cast his net for the big fish in the big wide sea Where is the boy who used to write his name in the sand? Where is the boy who used to smile and wave to all the passing strangers? The only call to say hello The golden sands (their precious words) The clear blues skies become the dark skies Lightspeed and wasted in New York City Wracked up with nerves and schizophrenia Stacked up on Ritalin and pods of senseamelia To end the boredom and this grotesque anaesthesia On and on in old Creole They tell me how life should go The planets move around the sun The button on my shirt's undone They say I haven't got a clue I got no grades and skills it's true On and on in old Creole They tell me how life should go They're all so square what a bunch of geeks They might as well be talking Greek 2 - Space cadet You're blue with a hint of green Sky blue but green with envy You're happy stupid lucky You're young and you've got the world at your feet Sky blue with a streak of black You hate your friends but you always take them back You're happy stupid lucky Your head's in the clouds with your random thoughts You lie but are stupid lucky But still you lie like a cheap watch This is the day it all went wrong Started to feel so isolated from all the people I knew so well That Colonel Kurtz you know That’s pure genius I really think so But it's school on Monday and I don't want to go I've felt sometime that they've all been against me I felt they're all trying to stop my bit of fun But I've got a surprise for them Cos on Monday I'm taking in a gun 3 - Home and dry You are the path you are the sun You are the light that shines the way You are the honey that drips on open lips From every word you say You are the warmth You are the seed that's sown to grow and reach the stars Then in some ways this messianic tombstone falls And I start to wonder why you feel so fucking dangerous They only call to say hello they cannot waste these precious words The only fools that fool you now might make you never come back to us If God should want us to survive He'd reach out with His magic words And bring you back to us alive bring you back home and dry They only stop to say hello They follow all the footprints in the golden sands that clear blue skies Which road to take they ask not why You are the voice that steals my choice And leads me helpless through the fire You are the acid that drips that burns my thoughts Ensures my foothold slips And one day, while hallucinating in red and gold The Hendrix posters yellow and old It's time for me to head back home They only stop to say hello They follow all the footprints in the golden sands that clear blue skies Which road to take they ask not why If God should want us to survive He'd reach out with His magic words And bring you back to us alive bring you back home and dry

  • @notgadot

    @notgadot

    9 ай бұрын

    Thanks mate

  • @Chozal
    @Chozal10 жыл бұрын

    Pendragon shared by a guy with a Rarity avatar = too much win for the day.

  • @MauricioOsuna-et8et

    @MauricioOsuna-et8et

    2 ай бұрын

    You mean a SOLAIRE avatar, which would make him the first... SUNBRONY