For the best part of my days
You´ve been around
I used to meet you,
In the most awkward scenes around
But when I missed you, and that was often
And I was turning every stone
I felt sick and alone
And while the rest of my belongings
Went to to Rome
As I got stuck here, where the mashed tornados roam
I must have had a vision of you
Because i couldn´t stop to stare
Your love has made me float
Like drones above my chair
Cuz i believe
This side of me
Claims nothing but my privacy
And if my father was a sculptor
I´d know the source and what it´s for:
I’d build a wall of air,
Spraypainting pain galore
And I believe this side of me can grow
I am so...
There are ways to play the game
When cane is gone
And I will lay down proof
The way that elvis would have sung
But as I bend over my page here
I feel a nasty little puff
And I begin to cough
Yes, cold and cheats
Must certainly
Invite me with cajolery
And in the words of Aldous Huxley:
You pays your money, you takes your choice.
A lot of things I´ve gained
To merely keep my voice
And mighty needs cause minor seeds to grow
I am so...
This Melbourne group craft irresistible bedroom pop with bouncy synths and soft vocals that sweeten serious subject matter. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2018