Recorded at on fire. Mastered at Gallery Of Carpet
lyrics
Life in a hazy shade of grey.
Countin' all the needles in hay.
Dreamin' through the depths of your days,
I think that this'll all end so smoothly.
Like a silent movie,
Silence.
Then curtains draw,
and fin,
thats the end.
Rifle slings made of sticks and stones,
These cold bones can't dance anymore.
Dig me up from my cold grave,
I want to feel the warmth today.
Countin' sheep ain't fun to do all day,
well you sleep your days away in a hazy shade of grey.
Rifle slings made of sticks and stones,
these cold bones can't dance anymore.
credits
from The Victor,
released February 22, 2012
On fire, Gallery of carpet, Scarabeus
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