If it isn't you, then who? Well between your head and my heart, there would always be some battle that neither of us want to win. So sit at the river, put your feet in the water on top of the thousands of rusty old nails. Because "if it isn't you, then who?" was something you once said to me, but I was the one who felt it more. So sit at the river, put your feet in the water on top of the thousands of rusty old nails. If it isn't you, then who? You love the city, the city loves you. The only thing that's missing is something we already had. So swim in the river. Put your head underwater. Though you told yourself not to, you can dry in the sun. Swim in the river to wash off the glitter still stuck to our faces like Pride isn't over. Swim in the river. Put your head underwater. Though you told yourself not to, you can dry in the sun. Swim in the river to wash off the glitter still stuck to our faces because Pride's never over. I got sunburned on mushrooms. You were also there the only other time I got sunburned as an adult.
Delightfully unpredictable debut from a New York electronic producer and composer with backgrounds in psychedelic rock, jazz, and indie pop. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2024