Her Interactive опубликовали саундтрек к игре Sea of Darkness.
Текст песни:
The Word I Couldn't Keep (Verse 1) A foreign shore behind me and a hundred more to go, On stormy seas and starless nights, caught on a cold wind’s blow. So many years have put my battered bow up to the test, A long-forgotten promise coming home at last to rest.
(Chorus) For even in this darkness something calls for me to find, And cities may all turn to ash, and stone walls fall to time, My love still lies there buried under silent ice in sleep, A grave left unattended by the word I couldn’t keep.
(Verse 2) I stole you from another but you knew I’d leave someday, I felt the tide pull on my bones told you I couldn’t stay. I made a bet that I’d return and someday soon I will, And though I’m many years too late, I hope you’ve waited still.
(Chorus) For even in this darkness something calls for me to find, And cities may all turn to ash, and stone walls fall to time, My love still lies there buried under silent ice in sleep, A grave left unattended by the word I couldn’t keep.
(Verse 2) I’ve been to Ceylon’s bluest coasts and back to Amsterdam, And conquered mighty swells with just the line beneath my hands. And now I rest far in the north, a broken heart to lie, Forever under tattered sails and ‘neath the blackened sky.
(Bridge) Yet even in this darkness something calls for me to find, And cities may all turn to ash, and stone walls fall to time, My love still lies there buried under silent ice in sleep, A grave left unattended by the word I couldn’t keep.
(Chorus) For even in this darkness something calls for me to find, And cities may all turn to ash, and stone walls fall to time, My love still lies there buried under silent ice in sleep, A grave left unattended by the word I couldn’t keep.
In reality, everything’s crazy. Take a word and say it fifty times in a row and at some point you’ll be like: what’s that sound I’m making? What’s it mean? Why don’t I speak my own language? Why did I borrow this one? If the words exist then what’s the point of me repeating them? So… in closing: all y’all animals and mountains, equally unlikely and insane.
"We chose to put on a Greek tragedy, but when your parents die young, it’s Dickens or nothing".
"If I had a big Greek family, I’d invite you for food and arguments, and singing at the end. I'll make it happen one day. You'll see."
G: Then why don't we become friends? N: I'm open to what. G: More than friends? N: Less open to that.
G: Do you like what you found in my bag? N: Sorry if that was intrusive, but I'm here to keep tabs on the museum. G: Oh, then let me help you. The museum is on the exterior of the bag. The interior of the bag is not the museum.
Кстати, в LIE активно намекали, что намечается что-то интересное с братьями Харди. Не знаю, идёт ли речь о Нэнси Дрю №32, или же подождать придётся подольше, но я рада в любом случае.