A spark, of little papers torn apart.
Where all my thoughts fall from.
In a tiny mess, of neurons lead-
in a tiny mess, of neurons lead-
My mind's a fading glimpse of the limelight, my lips on his.
My mind's a fading glimpse of the limelight, my lips on his.
Repeat, repeat, I hit the snooze again.
As the light plays tricks on me!
I don't remember anything, sunlight on the trees, diving onto hands and knees.
Sunlight on the trees, diving onto hands and knees.
My mind's a fading glimpse of the limelight, my lips on his.
My mind's a fading glimpse of the limelight, my lips on his.
I'm waiting for that spark to come,
but with my youth it's gone gone gone.
Gone gone gone
Gone gone gone
My mind's a fading glimpse of the limelight, my lips on his.
My mind's a fading glimpse of the limelight, my lips on his.
Heart-stirring art pop constructed from an intricate latticework of keys, guitars, and anthemic vocals in songs that go and go and go. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 13, 2022