Dancing on these walls of fabric, windows blocked to fade the day.
Navigate the room so quiet, dodging clothing all the way.
In this timed forgetfulness that morning brings as nighttime sings.
Falling off onto the floor, to breathe the cold, disarm the warmth.
Winter breathes in through the window, like a lover on my neck.
Waking up in half surrender, shower off the guilt.
One of the best local bands I've ever heard. Great friends of ours. I can't tell you how many times I've listened to "Aging Truths". Ferdinand the Bull
This New Haven duo write bright and emotionally resonant folk music where sweeping strings elevate gorgeous melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 23, 2021