never thought i'd get back to the land,
that i'm breaking with my hands,
where my granddad found cancer.
never thought i'd wake up in a bed where my lover lays her head,
never thought i'd get that for a minute.
now i'm gonna lay back and cry,
watch the fire as it dies in the backyard by the plants.
all my friends are walking home, are they drunk or are they stoned?
who knows, maybe it's a sign.
that i'm sick of all the noise ringing in my head,
this is how we mend it.
oh the things that i would do,
just to fall upon the news; Wizard Pills ain't dead.
instead he's out hidin' in the woods never feedin' fish,
for god knows you're just losing your line.
no need to hang down your head,
i was gonna leave you all for dead,
now i'm just losing my mind.
'cause i'm sick of the noise,
ringing in my head.
this is how we mended it.
guitar.
one day i'll lay down and die,
watch the fire as she cries in the backyard by the mana.
by all the plains and all the trees,
well i'm ripping up my knees as i bow to them freely.
no need to hang down your head,
now we're gonna put it all to bed out in the woods of Pennsylvania.
'cause i'm sick of the noise,
ringing in my head.
this is how we mend it.
Inspired by John Carpenter’s 1974 film “Dark Star,” the beautifully moody songs on this LP present a voyage into the unknown. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 21, 2021
With their blend of playfulness and graduate-level instrumentation, Dorcha deftly prove that improvisational zeal and conservatory-level precision aren't mutually exclusive. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 16, 2020