I-fi
Wireless
Fidelity for sky
Your I
Powerless
And infinite as mine
This song
Or death
Beyond the final breath
We speak the truth sometimes
Like myth-chord mountains, sine wave hills
The dots are all out tonight
It's time to not quite get my fill
This song
Or death
Beyond the final
I can't wait to hold your hand in mine
I will wait right here
Just out of time
I can't wait to hold your hand in mine
I will wait right here
Just out of line
So you're going on your little adventure now
Don't forget your bag of meaning
Last time you forgot it somehow
Ooh it's no surprise
You only read between the lines
Oh look you've got me talking
Talking to myself again
Bubbling nothing
Churning on ideas
They start, yeah, they never end
Ooh it's no surprise
You don't see the lines with those eyes
Do you?
Why not just take me with you
I've never had more in my life before
What better time to throw it all away?
Why must you pull and taunt me?
You fill my mind up so much but won't even leave
One thing to say
Oh it's no surprise
You see through my eyes
With their blend of playfulness and graduate-level instrumentation, Dorcha deftly prove that improvisational zeal and conservatory-level precision aren't mutually exclusive. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 16, 2020
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