Headless, spying in the sky as always.
Icke has got me in a spin as always.
Life could cease to begin like always.
Handing hammers from within as always.
idle pockets all been filled as always.
It's mine to have, and have and hold for always
I take my time and then it's gone as always
I may have found a place to hide... in all ways.
All things went away.
We're forging for tomorrow...
On vinyl for the first time courtesy of Geometric Lullaby, this dream synth epic spans moods and textures to create a soundworld all its own Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 2, 2022