The lake dictates the news
With ebbs of a sighless swoon
She feigns supply and demand
My rue willed an empty room
With words like “I will take real good care of you”
Can a god spill milk?
Kissing fate to watch the hours wilt
Does belief reside between the hoax and the shrine?
I wandered around a shapeless station
In soliloquy clouds, that nebulous dichotomy town
I am all of it
Clocking in but dreaming I could quit
Does abeyance lie between the shackle and the stride?
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I think it's difficult to write songs about something other than romantic love, and still be able to communicate the intensity with which those feelings can hit a person. Some of the entries on this album are fantastic examples of this niche. dani_bloop
This split EP from two France-based musicians is a gem, both artists recalling the glory days of slowcore in their heart-tugging melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 11, 2023