I can’t afford
To be understated
I can’t ignore I’m under appreciated
I can’t restore
What cannot be recreated
And there is nothing more that can be done to save this
I’d like to believe
I can get my feet on the ground
Until it’s clear
I’ll stop coming around
I’ll pick it up off the ground
And take it with me
I’ll stop coming around
Will somehow managed to make it sound like the band was playing in an empty bar. Maybe that's what they were going for? (I wouldn't be surprised) luna_m
An earthy yet somewhat chilly record about life, death, and reconnection, the latest from LOMA experiments with a turn towards the gloomy. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 16, 2024