Telegraph - Time to Come Home

 

We must admit that French artists are rare on IMC. And I (the creator of the platform) regret it because in our country of origin we have many talented artists and bands for you to discover. After Indolore on April 30 and Willo on May 3, there was like ... a ditch.

Here is Telegraph, a trio from Paris, which seduced us in just a few seconds. Julien's voice opens the track with disconcerting ease. And from the twenty-third second, you're going to start shaking your head. There's no point in lying, I can see you already doing it from the other side of the screen. A warm voice, placed on frenzied guitars, set the scene.

An obvious sense of nostalgia shines through the song: that moment when you realize that after a lot of hardships and obstacles, it's time to come home. At a time when the world is gradually regaining its freedom, and after more than a year of restrictive measures, we all need escape and freedom. This song is an anthem to freedom and the final part makes us want to give it all up for an endless road trip.

"Time To Come Home" is incredibly powerful, with its addictive melody, very high-quality production, and perfectly mastered vocal harmonies. A real gem halfway between indie-folk and indie-pop that will satisfy your ears and make you want to kill the replay button. Ours is already dead. RIP.

Added to our Main Spotify Playlist, our "Uplifting Vibes" playlist, and played daily on Indie Music Center's Radio.

Written by Niko.

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Lyrics

I was young

I escaped this town to live alone

It’s time for me to come home

It’s time for me to come home

Took my savings, engine start

Left my prints upon the ground

No one knows when I’ll come back

Save the dance, I’ll come around

My vision gets blurry

I’m a sailor without stars

Now heading New Jersey

I can see the lights of fame

I was young

I escaped this town to live alone

It’s time for me to come home

It’s time for me to come home

I was no one, a stranger’s face

I was scared to fall again

Streets in motion, endless race

Ain’t no break until the end

I’m starting to worry

I feel lost near married men

Alone doesn’t mean lonely

I’ll be someone’s oldest friend

I was young

I escaped this town to live alone

It’s time for me to come home

Am I free?

Eyes up, we gotta rise up

Eyes up, we gotta rise up

Am I free?

Am I free?

Am I free?

Eyes up, we gotta rise up

Eyes up, we gotta rise up

Am I free?

Eyes up, we gotta rise up

Eyes up, we gotta rise up.

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