Waiting for the moon to rise over me
Blowing smoke into the dark
I’ll have downed another bottle by then
I lost my place on the page again
I lost my train of thought

Blame it on the day that never came
Blame it on my faith or lack of it
Blame it on my heart that’s failing
Blame it on my stars

Hauling round a bag of my precious things
All these useless figurines
Taking space collecting dust on the shelf
The weight of it like a concrete hell
Brings me to my knees

Blame it on the maze I’m lost in
Blame it on the blaze I’m burning in
Blame it on the dark that’s closing in
Blame it on my stars

Blame it on the choice I couldn’t make
Blame it on the voice I hide away
Blame it on the part I never played
Blame it on my stars

Blame It On My Stars

I am like my music:  Uplifting. Inspirational. Passionate. Meaningful. Energizing.

You will find evrshde in between the lines and in all the shades of grey. Existing in the twilight shadows, and the dreams you can only ever half remember. Lush musical arrangements inspired by artists like Enigma, Massive Attack, Portishead and Moby, meld genres of Dream Pop, Trip Hop, Ambient Pop, and New Age. Highly emotive songs framed by rich vocals in the vain of Lana Del Rey combined with the deep romantic tones of Cigarettes After Sex, bring to life lyrical adventures into subjects that often remain unspoken. evrshde sing about the emotional spectrum that exists on the edge of our consciousness, that we think about often but rarely speak of. Love stories where the protagonists are broken beyond repair as they attempt to navigate the strain and anxiety of modern life.