we are islands woven
underneath our shores
we are rivers running
into your endless waters
we are mountains anchored
on stone both strong and sure
and in our maker's eyes we
find what we're searching for
we are branches reaching
into your open sky
we are currents roaming
across these endless waters
we are roots still growing
deep in this homemade clay
and in our maker's eyes we
find what we're searching for
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