East man, west man, do you all abide
Clearly yearly all goes by and by
Take your bucket to the well 'til it all runs dry
Take my bones to the river and let me lie
Right hand, left hand, reaching on a climb
Shaking bones amplified by the mind
The music plays on and on into the night
Whispering in your ear to catch the light
Staring from the higher ground while the wave rolls back
At this time I want this as my last point of view
Let these thoughts float away in a giant tidal wave
Nothing left to lose
Ghostly whispers trapped in time
Voices of reason quickly dying on the vine
Buried in their graves and buried alive
The earth is our cage and no one survives
Question answers and where to place the blame
Simply hearing what they have to say
Is it our fault that we became this way
Is it too late for us to make a change
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