And I feel like coming home
and I miss the simple way things were before
I like what I have now
But nostalgia holds a glow
and I can't help but want to go home
Rewind to innocence
before you could buy fun
and call me a hypocrite
for all that I've done
And alienation
together or alone
I know I need to go,
I feel my body calling me home
And I walk through my doorstep,
but nobody is here
The only man I'm met with
is my foulest of fears
He reeks of indignation,
but his face is streaked with tears
And suddenly I know,
no one else will come back home
Oh my anger undirected,
I run from my old place
If you can't beat 'em, join 'em
I thought I'd never say
But when everyone I love
can't help but turn away
So small, I feel so low,
all I want to do is crawl home
And I feel like coming home
And I miss the simple ways before
I like what I have now
But nostalgia holds a glow
and I can't help but want to go home
My greatest of idols
disgust me with their breath
So who am I to follow?
Not these fucked up footsteps
I've seen many men
lose wars with their own heads
and I love them even though
they take me far away from my home
By choice, or by force,
I repress this home
Friendly faces all around me,
they tell me how I've grown
But I know it's not me,
I'll keep it in my soul
The urge, the need to go,
to quit this all and go,
and I know I should go,
escape except I know there's no home
A hushed and low-lit EP from this Melbourne musician, where dreamlike melodies drift across a bed of tender guitar. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 19, 2023
Recorded on the Grecian isle of Hydra, this is blissed-out psych pop with stacked falsetto harmonies and luscious arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 9, 2023
Two dozen 12-string acoustic improvisations that feel undeniably haunting, like lost transmissions from ancient Appalachia, rediscovered. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 17, 2022