She left home just a week ago, fell away like the rust from old steel, dissolved, in a cup that never seemed quite full enough but I know...
A soft breeze comes through the scrub, scatters all the leaves with a wind that deceives, gives me hope but then it's still, the silence moves in for the kill, but I know...
It was just a pantomime and the actors all did fine, but I forgot that there was no lines and I fell out of time.
Outside the monsoon blooms, traps me in a cage, this damp room makes me think way too much, the sky gets ready to deliver it's punch and I know...
If we can never be whats in our hearts then we're sure to remain a world apart, but I wont lay down like that and I'll always tip my hat to love and I know...
Radiant bossa nova melodies overlap with nature sounds and muted electronic percussion on the Brazilian singer-songwriter's "solar album." Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 18, 2023