Hills and ponds and marshes
The sprawl of prefab homes
I cannot tell the difference
Between these things anymore
They just pass by I pay no mind
They're just the background
But one day I romanticize
When it's a dog pound
Seeing the world in a new way
Distilling it down to its core
Waking up in a strange place
Can't find the light can't find the door
On Darbo drive a dead beehive
Under the daycare
And I've passed by a hundred times
Has that always been there?
supported by 8 fans who also own “Seein' The World”
Some catchy tracks on here, and my guy is not afraid to rip a guitar solo. Sounds like Daniel Johnston country at times, and the album cover looks like a hip-hop record. Cidimon Arustavi