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Tiles of blue
Tiles of red
Visible from the train
The sea to the left
To the right it fell
The city and its streets
Long and winding hills
Find their way underneath feet
The station underground
With friends or enemies
Emerging from the crowd
To come and wet their beaks
The tables slanting down
The waitresses can’t speak
They bring out the arrays
Of their delicacies
Coming to the shore
The polyphonies
Along the mountain path
That crawls along the sea
Here the gods appear
And with their appetites
They dig up from the soil
And begin to take their bites
Baby you must know
That I am made of stone
I have no earthly glow
I am just an unknown
Baby you must know
That I am made of stone
I can’t tell you to go
You must leave on your own
Don’t touch me, don’t touch me
My body’s made of stone
Day goes out with her mother
Hell is just over their heads
Night comes along with his father
Made in heaven of their beds
Of all the first creations
They instance forward except
Kronos in for his mother
She is kept by Rhea’s bed
This was gonna be vacation
Don’t know what it is instead
Guilt trip outside the station
Don’t know what to say except
What was born before love
Was it hunger, was it dirt
I look and see its form
It’s sewn in all parts of the earth
The greatest in the world
The ebb and flow of water’s serve
To carry it into the coast
Away from those who need it most
Baby you must know
That I am made of stone
I have no earthly glow
I am just an unknown
Baby you must know
That I am made of stone
I can’t tell you to go
You must leave on your own
Don’t touch me, don’t touch me
My body’s made of stone
An introspective record that fuses post-rock, shoegaze and ambient synth patches into a seamless array of shimmering soundscapes. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 26, 2023
Portland shoegaze that plays, as the best representatives of the genre do, with huge, hollow atmosphere against intimate observations. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 23, 2016