I must have brought the bad weather with me
the sky's the colour of lead
all you've left me was a feather
on an unmade bed
it's always me whenever there's trouble
the world does nothing but turn
the ring it fell off my finger
I guess I'll never learn
it's over it's over it's over
I'm getting dressed in the dark
our story ends before it begins
I always confess to everyone's sins
the nail gets hammered down
it's over let it go
so don't go and make a big deal out of nothing
it's just a storm on a dime
I've always found there's nothing
that money can not buy
I've already gone to the place that I'm going
there's no place left to fall
there's something to be said
about saying nothing at all
cause baby then it's over and it's over
it's done forgotten and through
story ends before it begins
I always confess to everyone's sins
the nail gets hammered down
it's over let it go
Magic in its purest form. I love Floating Points, I love Pharoah Sanders, I love The London Symphony Orchestra. It's a match made in heaven, and the result is absolutely gorgeous. I have loved this record since its release, and realized I don't own it for some reason. So its time to change that. 9.5/10 honestly could become a 10/10 on an indepth vinyl relisten. angrypizza98
An earthy yet somewhat chilly record about life, death, and reconnection, the latest from LOMA experiments with a turn towards the gloomy. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 16, 2024