Cracked leaves are fallin’
in a pool of blood,
shattered man’s skull
bubblin’ in the mud
I’m reachin’ for your hand
but I’m gettin’ a visual
So you called me snide
though I never tried
you’re the last forgotten man
and you cant deny
you’re an urban Bedouin
in a concrete desert
You got a glass of water
in a hand with no thumb
and its getting hotter
and im gettin’ numb
wont you just help me
Brother I feel you under my feet
brother I feel your heart beating
brother I feel you under my feet
brother I feel your heart bleeding
hoyaté linya linya mahaté
hoyaté linya linya mahaté
hoyaté linya linya mahaté
hoyaté linya linya mahaté
"I’m an American
I have no future"
that’s what you told me
and you couldn’t be surer
you’d die for the flag
and yet you have no faith
You’re the moon man, understand?
band of no plans
used to be my hero
now your anything but grand
an eternal victim
of your own invention.
Warm, smoky songs that pull from country and roots-rock, but transform them, centering emotive melodies and sharp songwriting. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2021