Maybe in another life I’d macerate in sea salt
I could come back as an accipitridae
I’d claw my way around the jacaranda trees and I could look down on your new friends from my perch up in the canopy
I'd spy down on your new hair cut and recollect on all the times I have of you and me
Maybe I was being too naive, my life is just a thing i keep on misremembering
I could never get that off my chest
Drove around past your old place in you used to live in Inglewood, I wonder if you know how close I live now
Was I your friend your enemy your pet your body double
Was i another thing you outgrew out of this town
I cant stop thinking time keeps making subjects sore and if theres anything i’m good for
What about me’s so disposable, what about me is it that I always seem to find a way to make things worse
I took the train downtown
The shadow of the city got lost in the sun
I stared at the back of your head
At your new haircut
If it all falls apart like you said, I don’t want to be there for it
When it all falls apart like you said, i don’t want to be there for it
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