touch me again with your naked heart it's
made of glassy blood-stained pillow-filled guitars
geometric models, they offer a different view
of the same old chapel made of stony brew
reel me to life with your fishing rod it
bounces of the ocean floor from the deepest pits
engravings in the trees, they offer a different view
on waves and their forms until my mind intrudes
open your head to change
whatever you've been told
hide your face and lay
in the desert sand
lull me to death with the sweetest voice you
can muster out of rotten heads and ancient sabertooths
holocenic vowels, they offer a different view
of an age of battle as it still renews
open your head to change
whatever you've been told
hide your face and lay
in the desert sand
separate me from my core itself it
offers various paintings but it twists me dead
to the sea i went and there i'll go again
to sink my knees in foam and sink into the depth
open your head to change
whatever you've been told
hide your face and lay
in the desert sand
In Adrian Snood’s songs, soulful vocals and slow-moving alt-pop swirl together to create something distinctly moving. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 1, 2023