Depression keeps me from who I want to be and feeds itself in that way.
lyrics
Anxiety is humming on the top of my chest
When I wake up. I could just open the window,
Roll on my back into the settling snow,
Let all my heat out to the falling of icicles.
I can't find the thing I wanted to feel.
Do you think that's why I'm not the one
Or the other way around?
You taught me the lyrics mean more than the sound.
It's a symptom and a cause
Find a different trail over
Find a softer common ground
I'm another year older.
I found some of my self, but not all of me.
The rest is out there freezing.
Anxiety is humming on the top of my chest
When I wake up, I could just open the window,
Roll out of bed into the settling snow,
Stare at the sky and pretend it was you.
Vague and complex, Alex Schaaf doesn't get the indie credit he deserves. I mean, he made an EP about Morgan Freeman for frack's sake! Plus, he has a cool first name. Somerset HIlls
This kid... this kid is crazy. And I just so happen to have made the album art for him and his wild polar flangs. So there's really no reason not to listen. Somerset HIlls
Dig this experimental electronic opus created entirely by 6-year-old Leo Lackritz, who is donating all sales to a music education charity. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 31, 2023