The official music video for 'Floriography' by Blackbriar - this new single marks the start of our upcoming third studio album.
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Blackbriar uses ProjectSam Plugins to create their music.
Blackbriar:
Zora Cock – Vocals
Bart Winters – Guitars
Robin Koezen – Guitars
Siebe Sol Sijpkens – Bassguitar
René Boxem - Drums
Ruben Wijga - Keyboardist
Music written by: René Boxem
Lyrics & melody written by: Zora Cock
Produced and mixed by: Joost van den Broek at Sandlane Recording Facilities, Rijen NL
Mastered by: Darius van Helfteren at Amsterdam Mastering, NL Music
Video by: Cinebuds
A special thanks to: actors Bart Winters and Keimpe de Vries, our pillar of strength Marnick Muller, photographer Jord Otto, dressmaker Rika Cock, detective board creator Diederick Cock, Tim Schoon from Oosterhouw manor, Zora's Patrons
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‘Floriography’ Lyrics
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Will you talk to me through floriography
Will you throw me a letter into the raging sea
Or should I stop?
I've been listening to ghosts
Imperceptible but so close
Searching for whispers to expose
I hope you're messaging me in code
Been reading all the things you wrote
Every insignificant footnote
Did you leave a mark on a tree
That reminded you of you and me?
Have you been trying to visit me in my dreams lately
Will you write me a song in cryptography?
Will you talk to me through floriography
Will you throw me a letter into the raging sea?
Or should I stop being so persistent
Searching for something nonexistent?
I've been reading behind the lines
Been deciphering the signs
A couple of million times
Did you fold a page in my favorite book
Marking words from a quiet nook
Did you make an acronym out of a lyrical hook?
Did you leave a mark on a tree
Or speak through floriography?
'Cause these ferns and foxgloves are following me
Must I heat up a piece of paper to reveal invisible ink?
'Cause I've been trying to tell you so many things
And have been waiting for an answer ever since
Will you talk to me through floriography
Will you throw me a letter into the raging sea?
Or should I stop being so persistent
Searching for something nonexistent?
"Meet me at the Taxus tree
Quickly, silently
Don't let them see, will you?"
