Let me lay my head down on these ashy sheets of black.
There are many others under covers trying to make it back
Deported from my dreams, on sleeping pills and nicotine
There must be some others under covers trying to make it back
That only I can see
We never sleep
I let go your hand and fell beneath your high heeled feet
I awaken shaken trying to make it to the other side
Teach me how to swim and I'll part transatlantic seas
There are many lovers trying to make it to the other side
That only I can see little darling
We never sleep
Is there anything wired wrong in me?
It's going wrong again in me
This is maybe the best example of mid sixties garage, being played with the musical knowledge gained in 50 years,yet remaining true.hey it's all been done by now,why not perfect the past? paul rote
A soundtrack to a film that is both historical and autobiographical, Yang’s music here finds graceful beauty in slowly unfolding melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 4, 2023