I want your cross to bear.
I may be quiet, but it's not that I don't care.
I don't know how to tell you that I want to always be there.
No one was for me, it's easy not to care.
I was dragging my feet.
Growing in the ground, you tended me.
Some nights I still wake up as lost as I used to be.
I know I'm the last thing you need.
In this very room I have hurt myself, I have woken to you.
I wonder if it all hurts this much because it's true.
We are only what we feel,
and I'm only hurting you.
Now I'm up for weeks, dragging on the ground.
I sold myself for free.
Tonight I know I'll wake up no longer underneath
that cover that keeps me from feeling.
You said, " No god wouldn't be fair".
If you only knew their love was everywhere.
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