Lucid ferries pull my hair
Ascend upwards towards his chair
Closer now to the stable
Pull me closer to his fable
It's clearer now at a different height
The act of killing is an internal fight
Distort the news to virgin ears
My mother faced her biggest fear
The words began to form the rage
My favourite people on my favourite stage
Dragging notes across the street
I drank the wine dreaming of kissing your feet
The rain is purer every day
I fought tradition but it's here to stay
The world is bigger than I'll ever know
There's sea there's mountains there'snow.
The memory is here to stay
But love isn't stone it's made of clay
So when I'm old, I'll still remember
The smell of the junkyard it'll linger
Through drowning eyes, it's hard to see
The face of caring, of family
The living proof is here to stay
That I stopped living on the big gig day
It's clearer now at a different height
The act of killing is an internal fight
Distort the news to virgin ears
My mother faced her biggest fear
An easy-to-love combination of emo and jangle pop, the first full album from Spirit Night in eight years feels bathed in a golden glow. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 8, 2023