It's not you that I fear,
I just don't know.
The valley's deep and the sky is high,
Just let time go.
Of all the broken petals,
in the meadow.
I run with my eyes closed,
into nettle.
But it's sweet, it's sweet.
And would people laugh at words that didn't rhyme?
Lead by the sheep herders with wooden staffs
they'll never come back, maybe as lesser men
but never left the same by the bearers of their chains
It seems as though all we have is one blank slate
Bury your fingers so you are to determine your fate
Ocean wide or jungle deep I fall into my surroundings
first my feet
Keep clicking your tongue
Take a good look at everyone
Take a good look at everyone
Keep clicking your tongue
Keep clicking your tongue
Indian Fishing in the streams within my dreams
deep beneath the pier's beams, life is more beautiful than it seems
for you and me
Life is more beautiful than it seems.....
I woke up in a hazy grey
Pull down the shades
Corners filled with cobwebs
I can't..........
Who'd of thought life could be so.....
The Bristol band wed bright, hallucinogenic soul to propulsive jazz funk, resulting in the perfect combination of groove and atmosphere. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024