I watched my life spill onto the ground,
With confidence, without a doubt,
I had the world in my hands, but like grains of sand,
It fell right through my master plan.
And why do my lungs call out for more?
I swear this was simple once before.
These spiteful dreams have a hold on me,
This childish need to only see.
All of the places and all of these faces I've seen have turned to grey.
So if the cold waves pull me under,
And if the seasons break my stride,
Be kind to a boy whose dreams all fell behind.
All of the places and all of these faces I've seen have turned to grey,
So rain, rain, rain, won't you come another day?
So if the cold waves pull me under,
And if the seasons break my stride,
Be kind to a boy whose dreams all fell behind.
I'll tread this water one more time,
But don't worry about me, I'll be fine.
The duo of Sascha Höfer and Bertram Kolar command an "island of sound" on their debut EP, contrasting warm hooks with turbulent dynamics. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 16, 2022
The deep, dreamy music from this L.A. artist puts the emphasis on his soft, soulful vocals, resulting in low-lit love songs for late nights. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 18, 2016
This SF band offers a booklet of accompanying illustrations with their EP, and they've crafted a video for each song. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 28, 2015