Giant Rooks - Småland (Official Video)

Pre-order our second album "How Have You Been?" here: https://giantrooks.lnk.to/HowHaveYouBeen
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catch us live! Tickets → https://www.giant-rooks.com

How Have You Been? Open Air
09.06.24 DE-Mannheim Zeltfestival
16.07.24 AT-Wien Metastadt Open Air
17.07.24 DE-Koblenz Festung Ehrenbreitstein
18.07.24 DE-Freiburg Zelt Musik Festival
07.08.24 DE-Jena Kulturarena
08.08.24 DE-Dresden Junge Garde
29.08.24 DE-Berlin Zitadelle
30.08.24 DE-Bochum Zeltfestival Ruhr

Festivals
08.06.24 DE-Geltendorf Puls Open air
21.06.24 DE-Neuhausen ob Eck Southside
23.06.24 DE-Scheeßel Hurricane19.07.24 CH-Bern Gurten Festival
09.08.24 DE-Rothenburg o. d. Tauber Taubertal
10.08.24 DE-Saarland Rocco Del Schlacko
17.08.24 DE-Weeze San Hejmo Festival
23.08.24 CH-Zürich Zürich Open Air
25.08.24 FR-Paris Rock En Seine


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Video by http://www.nothingmandatory.com/

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Your straight ahead path ascends and grows
Its a truth that your dad spoke
Sense in the winds, fume in the mist
Children unter the cherry tree
And if it all goes to plan,
They got oodles of time
And the glimmering dawn looked incredible
There are sticks and stones in our seeking hands

Autumn leaves, our damaged gold
Småland your words are engraved in the stone
Its the constant in our life even when the times are bursting the lines
Once again at the eastern shore
You shouldn’t come around further more
Autumn leaves, our damaged gold
Everything flows and nothing stands still

The lights in constant motion
Approaching to north-western ocean
Seven winds of the seven seas
From shore to shore
From west to east
She wears her new dress
And she got me loosing my sins
Now gambling seven days a week
From shore to shore 
From west to east

Clear water, it alters
Hits me even stronger
But I don’t bother
Its about how to evolve it further, black river murderer
Sticking to words, but the words they don’t know me
And fixing the graves, but the graves they wont make it
And the glimmering dawn looked incredible
There are sticks and stones in our seeking hands