Watch it rain on the glassy plane
It's still falling down
She was green it sure caused a scene
They colored makeup on latex masks
She won't wake up
I saw twelve glass soldiers holding hands
We're falling apart as we begin
When we leave we say we'll meet again
You should let her take you for a swim
Becky died on the morning tide
They carried her down
Disappeared from the foggy mirror
They found her floating in a salty bath
I had to laugh
I saw three dark figures on the rocks
I'm falling in love with their sad songs
Scales like armor tattooed on my thoughts
With pointed tongues they break heart
Dim the lights for this harrowing journey into eerie experimental electronic music full of minor-key synths and skittering beats. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 24, 2023