Tomorrow is a tomahawk thrown across a forest clearing. It sticks in me, as if I were a tree. But maybe I am, maybe I am... Here I go again, losing perspective. Not up to me, despite an impassioned plea. Dear tomahawk, please do this once for me! I could die in this van. On this bridge span. The water's warm. Tomorrow is a tomahawk thrown across a loved one's bedroom. And I'm not aware of it, until they made the call (was at the shopping mall). That tomahawk was stuck in to the wall. Not up to me, despite an impassioned plea. Dear tomahawk, please do this once for me! It comes on so quickly. Haven't got it in me. The day is so flimsy. Haven't got it in me. I could die in this van. On this bridge span. The water's warm.
Lush & lovely compositions from this duo that blend dreamy electronics with floating melodies in songs that drift between pop & ambient. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 27, 2021