With the sun draping down your shoulders
and you smiling up at me,
there's an invisible dog playing catch with a ball
to the shape of infinity.
And though these same routes felt lonely before,
now they just feel free.
And wherever they go
I'm happy to follow
so long as love first leads.
Just stop me if I get carried away,
I've no practice being this free.
Such mysteries the ways we change
throughout the roles we meet.
I feared of barely enough to stoke the fire with
but two could share the warmth
And with this cracked mast, ripped sail, our burnt, blistered, skin
bleeding every time we breathe
there'll be plenty to go around
and last us through this frozen sea
until the ice melts down.
I feared of barely enough to stoke the fire with
but two could share the warmth
And with this cracked mast, ripped sail, our burnt, blistered, skin
bleeding every time we breathe
there'll be plenty to go around
and last us through this frozen sea
until the ice melts down.
Recorded on the Grecian isle of Hydra, this is blissed-out psych pop with stacked falsetto harmonies and luscious arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 9, 2023
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