precious times
fall in line
when you're here
with no reaction
i don't mind
if you're inclined to bore me
with your infractions
never really know in the moment
it's all but just a game
while harboring this rage
now you wrap yourself in a force shield
you tell me i'm insane
my words gone down the drain
it's sleight of hand
return to land
back from once you came
a dirty desert plain
to settle down
you're restless now
adjust to take away
i tried to tell all about a friend
blacklisted, till the end
you just go do what you want to do
with no regard
for me and you
patience is lost when there's nothing left
but precious time for yourself
come here and see what you mean to me
but what i do isn't free
New York indie pop duo embark on an ambitious, ecstatic spirit quest, crafted with continuous listening in mind; a dreamy, rewarding loop. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 7, 2023