You don't have to say it,
say it out loud.
I know it hurts,
I know you're too proud.
You fought off the dogs
and the men who want what you have in your clothes,
a heart that won't love you.
I've been laying in bed, because I'm not without honor,
with the joke, it's on me,
the joke is a lover.
I wrote you a song
I used all your noises.
You've already heard it,
was two songs before this.
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