You paralyze, you complicate
You complicate all the mess you made
The mess you made, inside my head
Tell me now what the good Lord said
You tell me more than I can take
Now you shine your light for heaven's sake
For heaven's sake you wrote a song
We stand in the crowd and sing along
Sun rises
Wild flowers
Burn away with time
You complicate all the roads you made
And your golden age never fades away
Like the good old days
Say its love
Love is just waiting for you
Say it's love shooting missiles for a light show
You speak in tonges to the prisoned south
These only words for their thristy mouths
You've got to let them out
Sun rises
Wild flowers
Burn away with time
You complicate all the roads you made
And your golden age never fades away
Like the good old days
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
Two dozen 12-string acoustic improvisations that feel undeniably haunting, like lost transmissions from ancient Appalachia, rediscovered. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 17, 2022