You may have my heart my house this winter
both are empty shells to build a home from
we creatures have flown
trade shelter for deserts and flimsy hopes alone
hard to say how years become another
they are the shining trail that mark your every movement
filled with the weight of your rooms
laid thick like dust in your shoes
its no wonder we're aging
it's too muddy to move
and why you say, does no one come near us
no one trailing calling you dearie?
are we like old ones before
trailing your wars?
no, we are, oh we are
ghosts in the hallway
down from the highway
slamming your doors
as your mother carries you
you walk straight through me
I was a wind in your cells
a family ghost who causes cancers
your friends, I know, they fear me
but the haunting stops here
grab ahold of this wily rudder
now only the walls will shake and shudder
we hear your cautioning
William Reminder
gone and lost...
I don't know if I'd have heard your song
if they'd not sung with you
A song for all the people you know
with your name
William Reminder
as your mother carries you,
you walk straight through me
I was a wind in your cells
a family ghost who causes cancers
“Dirt” is the imaginative group’s most streamlined effort to date, although no less captivating and sonically adventurous than the rest of their catalog. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 30, 2018
Every sound here is made using Megan Mitchell's voice, even though the music often sounds more like Earth’s vibrations than a human singing. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 28, 2023