EP COMING OUT

///EVEYRONE NEEDS A GETAWAY///

OUR GREAT ESCAPE IS A ONE MAN ROCK BAND, A PERSONAL GETAWAY VEHICLE. AT THE SAME TIME IT'S AN INVITATION FOR ALL THE LIKE-MINDED TO JOIN THE GREAT ESCAPE ONLY MUSIC CAN OFFER.

THIS EP SPEAKS ABOUT GOING THROUGH SAME THINGS OVER AND OVER AGAIN, IT SPEAKS ABOUT FAILING TO REACH.

COMING OUT SOON. FEEL FREE TO CHECK OUT THE DEMOS IN THE MEAN TIME.

FLOWERS // MORNING // 100 WEEKS OF WAR

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FLOWERS // HOW MANY TIMES CAN WE THROW SOMETHING OUT AND THEN PICK IT UP, BEFORE IT BECOMES TOO FRAGILE? HOW MANY TIMES CAN WE HAVE A NEW OPPORTUNITY? // Scenes from If We Love | Short Film licensed through Reel Clef Studios

«TO ALL THE FLOWERS»

«DROWNING IN THE NIGHT»

«FALLING, SINKING»

«FAR BEYOND THE DEPTHS TONIGHT»

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To all the flowers Drowning in the night Falling, sinking Far beyond the depths tonight Until the morning Takes us by its side We are nowhere We look for a way to find All the flowers All the flowers that I hide All the flowers We took without a care Broken pieces We thought would fall back in place Until the moment Takes us by its side Who can blame us We look for a way to find All the flowers All the flowers that I hide Once again we find ourselves Here on No man's ground Where no truth can be found Here on No man's ground Flying signals high above the clouds Here on No man's ground Maybe this time there's no way out Here on No man's ground Left like the flowers we once hide Washed away Left today Like the flowers we once

MORNING // IT'S SCARY TO THINK YOU WOULD LIKE TO LIVE IN A DREAM. MAYBE THE WORST NIGHTMARES ARE THOSE YOU DON'T WANT TO WAKE FROM. // Scenes from the short film Circular created by Fraser Whitehead

«I USED TO DREAM ABOUT THIS PLACE»

«I USED TO WATCH YOU PLAY WITH YOUR HAIR»

«UNTIL THE MOON SHINES DOWN»

«UNTIL THE LIGHTS BURN DOWN»

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When you slide into the bed and watch the world outside like dead When we don't care for tomorrow when it's all now here we play In this room of pale light with the morning in our eyes It's like we never knew the horrors of a thing called world outside This is our own This is what I mean This is our own No one here to see This is our own Life inside a dream This is our own A future to believe To sleep with no fear Sleep with no dreams When you slide into the bed and watch the world outside like dead When we don't care for tomorrow when it's all now here we play In this room of pale light with the morning in our eyes It's like we never knew the horrors of a thing called world outside This is our own This is what I mean This is our own No one here to see This is our own Life inside a dream This is our own A future to believe I used to dream about this place I used to watch you play with your hair Until the moon shines down Until the lights burn down To sleep with no fear Sleep with no dreams To be part of this To be just like this I used to dream about this place I used to have what it takes Stay awake for a moment Whisper to me what is broken To sleep with no fear Sleep with no dreams To be part of this To be just like this

100 WEEKS OF WAR // EVERY WAR HAS ITS VICTIM, USUALLY AN INNOCENT ONE. I REMEMBER THE SUMMER FEVER AND THE WINTER MORNINGS. I REMEMBER THAT PHONE CALL AND I REMEMBER THE NIGHTS IN AN EMPTY HOUSE. // Scenes from the short film The River is Moving by Rocket House Pictures

«SLOWLY THE RAIN»

«SLOWLY THE RAIN STARTS TO SET»

«ONLY THE GLOW»

«ONLY THE SCARLET GLOW HANGS ON»

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At the end of this love / Something that barely had a start Tracks of scars / Only lay all around by my side Slowly the rain / Slowly the rain starts to set Only the glow / Only the scarlet glow hangs on And I know / Summer fever has blown out the window Here now ends / Here now ends our 100 weeks of war Empty spaces and abandoned rooms Empty spaces and abandoned rooms Empty spaces and abandoned rooms Empty spaces and abandoned rooms One more shot / When no one’s counting anymore Voice on the phone / Smaller than those tears that fall And I know / Summer fever has gone Here now ends / Here now ends our 100 weeks of war

MUSIC IS A GETAWAY VEHICLE, A FLYING CARPET. NO MATTER WHAT YOU'RE RUNNING AWAY FROM OR WHAT YOU'RE TRYING TO FORGET, NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE OR WHERE YOU WANT TO BE, MUSIC TAKES YOU AWAY AND GIVES COMFORT LIKE NO OTHER THING. I HOPE THAT YOU GET SOMETHING OUT OF THESE SONGS AND I HOPE THAT YOU FEEL AT HOME HERE. JOIN THE RIDE, JOIN THE GREAT ESCAPE AND MAKE IT OURS.

-M

MISSION STATEMENT!!!

Music to you who: thinks music should pass a feeling finds comfort in melancholy is interested in everyday stories has the need for escapism still loves the guitar wants to give music your own interpretation feels for the melody doesn't care for labels IS JUST LIKE YOU! Everyone has a story. Share yours HERE.