Peace descends like a cloud and illumes me to my unknowing
Free from shoulds and should nots, I breathe freely
Words are never "it"
But what is "it"?
What words are not!
Subtlest of the subtlest
Littlest of the littlest
It's also the grossest of the grossest
It’s right here, and over there,
And under that rock, and in the sky, and underground
She stayed with me until I could laugh again at silly things
Together we climbed the sunshine
I never doubted her love
To the moon and back we took many trips
Together we ascended to the sky
Forever we climb
Dream on, keeper of the stars
Your time will come
Your time is now
Musical vistas of magical light
Everything is wrong, yet such a delight
A con on itself
Life is a dream, but when you wake, all is right
Anything I want is mine, and it's right
I am the self that creeps in the night
Magically, wonderfully, mystical might
Jimi Hendrix once said he was me, and he was right
In some universe out there of infinite light
If one day I die (I probably might)
God will be there and she'll kiss me goodnight
I dislike myself, but I love the moon
She's really pretty, and I live and make love in her womb
How glorious
And incomplete
All these colors
They suck me out
I almost saw God emerge from the cracks
And I was scared
I saw the truth in a drop of blood, a frozen fortress, a lover's web
I was spellbound
Tearing down walls
From the inside out
Devastation wrought by a mind turned against itself
If it's not serious, then why does it feel so?
Nothingness is a lot to handle for a being with a mind
When talking, I want to become the conversation
Let go and allow any trace of "me" to dissolve
I want our eyes to meet so we can become one
A union of two souls engaged in playful banter
Gimmie gimmie gimmie
Bliss bliss bliss
Me me me
Die die die
What more could a boy want?
Don't worry about it
Let the bullshit flow
Don't try to control it
Sit back and watch the show
I saw the future in a toothbrush
And it wasn't very sweet
The animals
The ghosts
They only wanted a home
They made me a cage out of doors
Things don't taste quite like before
One day I will dissolve into infinity
Lose myself and all I know
Melt into infinity
Gain the void and space unknown
Absorb and dissipate into nirvana
At the base of it all
Words fail
You could call it peace
I guess
The place of pure celebration
Where nothing needs to be done
Actions arise spontaneously
Taking care of themselves
Dreamy and ultra-chill pop music from this Mexico City group combines kaleidoscopic psychedelia with lots of blips and bloops. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 14, 2021
A split cassette archives the recordings of two youthful Massachusetts bands, whose sounds range from math rock to dream pop to punk. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 2, 2018