Unfolding night, I got this little light, got this little light, praying in my own spot-lightning strikes, through a kite string, no hiding, cheekbones shining.
Where you go I'll follow, where you go I'll follow.
If'n, you see, white moths all crowding her feet, know she is growing, she walks in beauty knowing, her spring is flowing.
If'n, her hands, become white nests, all full of sand, she's waiting, for gentle help, she's helpless, black puppy yelp.
Explore ambient music from across the globe in drifting and soothing songs on the new compilation from Electric Shapes. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 24, 2024