If there is a purpose, not sure what it takes to make it change
Calamity and justice must be notwithstanding the deranged
As the leaves will fall our dreams may crawl as we listen to november rain
It's the words we spoke when we first awoke hearing sounds that we could not explain
I hear it saying who, who, will fall
It's saying who, who will call....and have I gone insane.
It might be this moment
It could be the past
But it's right here and it's right now
It could be fading fast
Pouring our hearts into everything
Couldn't mean more than life
So precious and coveted
Thoughts dripping off the sky
With each year that passes, a chance to help ourselves has been lost
And all of this humanity does not come without a cost
As the four winds shift our thoughts may drift to what we imagine to be more simple times
It's like we question today, tomorrow's change confined by crimes of the times
I hear it saying who, who, will fall
It's saying who, who will call....and have I gone insane.
So we take this moment
Try if we can to make it last
Right now we are not so different
No more living in the past
All that we sing about is what we are
And you say it isn't right
So are we to question everything
That makes us love this life
This Michigan-based trio trip, swirl, and echo their way through 11 songs of psychedelic, surf-tinged, garage rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 27, 2015
This compilation showcasing the new sound of folk, psych, and Americana benefits the Freedom of the Press Foundation. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 9, 2018