Must have taken a great stampede
With a thousand pounding march feet
All part of an infantry
Who were dying to lose their soul to the enemy
Just to cary out plans passed down
To sustain the winterbreath ground cover
Wool blankets hold hostage
The sun the light and all the colours
A mist to moisten your tongue and cheek
A film to cover your eyes with me
A place where ocean and sky once met
Draw blank draw a blank there's nothing left
Cause I'd rather be long extinct
With my eggs thrown across conquered beach
Feed the tourist fossil fuel
Preserve the memories of you
Hearing this was like discovering Desire, or London Calling for the first time. Derivative yet original, the songs are immediate and the melodies will get stuck in your ear for days. tideracer
Banjo-wielding indie folk outfit drop their fourth full-length studio album of broody ballads and barroom stompers. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 13, 2014