she walks down the aisle
in a gold dress
he waits for her there
in shiny black robes
whispering doubts and harbors
coded speaking tongues
eyes padlocked glances cocked
the minister asks if they do
and they don't know what to
they let go of their hands
combination lock for their eyes
her decision and his lining up
and now her hands are heavy
nursing more than justice
This compilation is a good cross-section of indie and lo-fi tunes from the community of the UK-based independent label. Bandcamp New & Notable May 17, 2019