I must confide that she stole my pride
Gone off in stride left me slowly dying
I'm all alone, I think it's growing cold
This youth is so old, I sit high atop my throne
I was walking tall, now reduced to a crawl
Reaching for more, but I'm stuck at the door
Vestige of my hope I've got no emotion left
A black hole where my soul used to be kept
A rush of inertia ripping at my chest
My blood flows
So slow
But her eyes haven't left me yet
Cold world
The sun goes down
Beautiful girl
You left your head in the clouds
And oh broken angel
Where your wings at now
Hatred for you people, you who all think you weep
Scarecrow by my window watching me while I sleep
I make no sound as my teeth fall out, I hold no stock in dreams
Way up high
Jump to meet the sky
A few more steps is all I need
Cold world
The sun goes down
Beautiful girl
You left your head in the clouds
And oh broken angel
Where your wings at now
A hushed and low-lit EP from this Melbourne musician, where dreamlike melodies drift across a bed of tender guitar. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 19, 2023
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