Stirring the air with your breath, you sigh
Floating above the midnight sky
And the world is so full of things nobody hears
But those who hear them are holding them dear'
Your mind is a vacuum for cobwebs and fur
So spit it all out and begin to rebuild
Your old kind of laugh and your sensitive smile
All the things that you lost when you learned how to fight
The debris of our city creeps into our shoes
A glum inspiration for singing the blues
And my friends, they flew south before the first snow
Oh where do they go? Where do they go...
Our lives are a vapor, some might say a shooting star
But one things for certain, and I really don't care who you are
You might get really famous or drive a fancy car
But even the fanciest can only get you so far...
The ghost of a girl drifts along empty halls
Her name carved in the steel on the bathroom wall
It's buried by words that no one should hear
So no one notices her name lingering there
So pack up your things and take a long walk
We'll train our eyes to see and our mouths to talk
And we'll talk and we'll talk to the finest of men
Ones that cherish the moment and never sleep in
Introspective pop songs with transcendent melodies offer a joyful meditation on staying present in a world that often moves too fast. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 16, 2023