she speaks to a lonely mountain
it’s awfully cold these days
he stands on the peak alone
takes a lot to jump down
she screams in the hopes he hears her
he’s paramount to the cause
he hopes he can ignore her
and freeze to death
white metal clad she’s trying to be glad she found him
but you lose that charm missing half of your arm in an avalanche
he’s feeling rocky today and hopes she can go away
a land of zen inside his head
violet as his frostbite
a minor cold meets hurricane winds and that’s their heaven
meet an arguing couple and it’s well well past 11
grounded somehow in figure but their words, they carry knives
they want to get past this but they want to stay alive
they’re paramount and lost
they’re power mountain lost
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