beneath the window pane
i used to carve my name
hold my father's knife
catch a watchful eye
this is the home where i was born and raised
where i learned to hold your love's embrace
there's a beauty in a child's faith
knowing that one day i'll be home
when the storms would roar
i used to run indoors
climb upon your knee
find my heart's relief
oh in time
oh my eyes
will have sight
when i am dust and only bones remain
i'll be living where the sun don't fade
running free within your endless age
i will finally be at home
Recorded on the Grecian isle of Hydra, this is blissed-out psych pop with stacked falsetto harmonies and luscious arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 9, 2023