All the phones have rung and rung
Theyre off the hook, all but one
And all the mail stacked up inside
Up from the floor, a mile high
And like one would, like a child
Im asking
Like I could knock on your door
Will you let me in?
And dear God, I found out the same things we learn when we die
I found out the truth is its all a big lie
I find that the words are hard to describe
I tell you Im lost here, awaiting reply
Climbing trees and paper planes
Life as a kid, we're all the same
Tears of joy, and sullen hearts
Sticks and stones and broken arms
And like one would, like a child
Im asking
Like I could knock on your door
Will you let me in?
And dear God, I found out the same things we learn when we die
I found out the truth is its all a big lie
I find that the words are hard to describe
I tell you Im lost here, awaiting reply
I found out whats wrong, and its not you or i
Or anyone else that you chose to deny
It seems like the madness of choice in the life
Has made it unclear if we run or we hide
And dear God, I found out the same things we learn when we die
I found out the truth is its all a big lie
I find that the words are hard to describe
I tell you Im lost here, awaiting reply
I found out whats wrong, and its not you or i
Or anyone else that you chose to deny
It seems like the madness of choice in the life
Has made it unclear if we run or we hide
The first solo release from "high priestess of the motherbeat," Chicago's Eris Drew, features three immaculately crafted breakbeat tracks. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 18, 2020
More futuristic muzak from the beloved vaporwave composer, a tug of war between serene ambient and unsettling glitch electronics. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 31, 2019