there goes the rain
over the quarry
white walls turn yellow
tiny dust clouds
kicked up and smothered
there goes the rain
there goes the rain
here comes the sun
the air turns steamy
flashing on the broadcast towers
high on the tiny mountain
cicadas rasping in the garden
here comes the sun
here comes the sun
stopping the car outside the church
watching the christmas lights
spiraling up the tree trunks
tripping along the path
i always forget you
at christmas time
stick a needle in your arm
you wouldn't think i could understand it
but though they don't know my name
they know my face
we only hide in a different place
there goes the rain again
stopping the car outside the church
watching the christmas lights
spiraling up the tree trunks
tripping along the path
i always forget you
A home recorded EP of gauzy and melodic grunge expands the definition of the genre the with layers of sound, synths, and atmosphere. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 3, 2022