I belonged to you
and you belonged to me
a sentimental picture of
the ghost I cannot leave
These sour-apple quinces
among the slender thorns
are all that’s left of what I knew
before we were forlorn
Staring at
A South-Facing Wall again
There's no end
There's no end
In sight
Heart-stirring art pop constructed from an intricate latticework of keys, guitars, and anthemic vocals in songs that go and go and go. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 13, 2022