In between the blades of grass, we all just want to relax. We trust our numbers in the early days, while we fight the tides that will never break. Not in our day. I hear the tear and I start laughing. The ears are burning on the people passing. Their hands are grabbing at something in the air, but if they close their eyes their ride will arrive, here.
So I play my part and I'll get by. Like I said I'm not the fighting type. There's no denying that tastes will change, and isolation ripens with age. But until that day...
Now we don't take time to cover up our tracks, we just descend on the city with the mountains on our backs. And go around the town digging scraps from the trash. And this is how we all know we can last.
Free-flowing, loosely structured songs that borrow lightly from jazz and ambient but expand in directions all their own. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 7, 2023