yr the brightest soul I've yet to see
you make mountains on me.
weeping willow, liquor leaves
you've grown flowers on me.
wrapped in black this heart attack is waiting for you
bones pristine, my teeth are clean
you're the brightest soul I've yet to see
you make mountains on me.
sunrise lover, fog machine
planting orchids in me
your chloroplasts are fading fast, sucked from your vine
you are the sun, my day is done.
Written over the course of two years, “Chances” captures an array of life experiences in moving soft-focus pop songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 20, 2022