You call me from the road
They tracked you down last week
Your mom is finally gone
For the first time, you’re free
Since you left the sea
Things have been okay for me
Dressing sets for shitty films
But I got work now six days a week
I got friendships to keep
But they’re just wingmates
You got wings
And I got some place to be
In the morning
Modular synths sparkle amidst piano, vibes, and other organic instruments stringing together constellations of sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 22, 2023