left without a matress
on the floor again
skinned elbow burning
shoulda listened to my friend
the trees shake out all their birds
their songs won't slow my wheels
lying on the carpet
wish i scraped my heels
The bearings are all twisted
my kee's in a knot
Red stains the pavement
My hand looks like it's been shot
A breeze cracks a joke
four eggs fall by my side
Golden yolk's are draining
guess i'm lucky to be alive
Epic, immersive songs that you disappear into, with rich layers of keys and ghostly vocal melodies conjuring a misty dreamworld. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2022