The territory’s eastern edge reached out, like open arms.
We’ll fire like a cannonball across the golden leavened farms.
You’re migratory, easy on the eyes, a starling’s plume,
Iridescent as the day we met, the sun reflected from the moon.
And it’s okay, ‘cause the life we save, makes it alright if we go west.
And it’s alright, I can drive us through the night, to avoid flight, and still get west.
Blue mountains never so small as when, they’re on your shelf.
Where we’re going you could swallow whole the ridges of a commonwealth
California burned a thousand times or more across your face,
Even ashes want a fighting chance to settle in a better place.
And it’s okay, ‘cause the life we save, makes it alright if we go west.
And it’s alright, I can drive us through the night, to avoid flight, and still get west.
I’ve a notion you’re an ocean wishing you’d been born the sky.
I never thought we’d ever seen this side of that July.
Laid-back yet restless indie rock is heavy on the catchy melodies and unexpected musical choices that elevate the simplicity of the tunes. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 21, 2020