My lips not red from the chapstick
My shirts all wet from swimming
Where a dead tree still haunts me
I saw it… for a century
Well maybe… but it haunts me
The crows not coming home tomorrow
They spit out the pills I swallowed
Ceremonial ropes off, ropes off
Keep trying to hold on, hold on
The might might come with a hammer
Fall down in a sensitive manner
Truly wacky pop music from a Swiss artist that spins in all sorts of directions, from the colorfully cartoony to the meditatively hypnotic. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 21, 2023