It might be the moonbeams that phase through my mind
Once upon a while, take me on a trip, sailing on a ship
Slip into the wild, and when I was a child
I was always chasing time, but now it's chasing me
And I'm pacing through the park, racing after dark
Exclamation mark, hold up, now let it begin
And every time that I start to believe
I try to keep myself together
Knowing that I might just be a wisp on the wind
Beginning to think that I'm dreaming
But I feel it, and it feels so good
Do you feel it to?
Sometimes I just have to hide
Recede into my mind and escape for the night
And maybe someday make it out of this hole
Where oh where is my soul?
And how long must I roam 'fore I'm finally home?
As often the case, things are not what they seem
Singing oh...
And every time that I start to believe
I try to keep myself together
Knowing that I might just be a wisp on the wind
Beginning to think that I'm dreaming
But I feel it, and it feels so good
Do you feel it to?
This Calgary group makes goth-y post-punk attired in the brightly colorful arrangements of bleep-boop synthesized psychedelia. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 3, 2024
A nostalgic record full of ambling rhythms, vivid imagery, and cotton-soft melodies tapped out on an ever-present ’70s synth-organ hybrid. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 11, 2021