Cool night's breeze through the window
Rustling leaves in the kingdom dark
I am a blood-clot to man's good image
In the morning breaking through the town hall doors
Coming to you
Even though you don't need me to
Coming to you
With nothing left to say or do
Cool night's breeze is coming for me
Through the empty days wet with heat
When I am caught in the path it's running
To valley floor and mountain peak crowned in fog
Coming for you
Even though you won't need me to
Coming for you
With all there is to say and do
I'm gripped by the throat
Hands from which nothing comes
By them I will come to know my goal
Sparkling, dreampoppy indie from this Australian group, “Goodnight” wraps Yura Iwama’s gentle voice in silvery guitars. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 20, 2019
The Australian jangle-poppers venture further into dreampop territory on their verdant new single, with summery, shimmering results. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 7, 2019