She's Not To Be Thrusted

This is the remastered version of "Two of us" album. A soft, indie pop-rock album that perfectly captures cozy, relaxed autumn vibes. It’s a melancholic yet intimate collection of songs, painting a soundscape of quiet rooms, falling rain, and hazy light—ideal for reflective evenings.

Cold Hands (Remastered)

Thousands of listeners really like this tune, classic easy listening dream pop

The Sound of Night

From 'Nights', debut EP from Pale via Spirit Goth Records

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Dreaming

false alarm.

[Verse 1]
I picked a thought from the garden of noise,
It dripped down my hand like a voice,
Tasted sweet, then turned to static,
Guess I bit off something tragic.

I watered my doubt with caffeine dreams,
Grew a forest out of broken schemes,
Every color bled through time,
And I forgot which head was mine.

[Pre-Chorus]
All the clocks are bending slow,
My shadow hums in stereo,
If I speak too loud I fade,
Just fruit on a branch I made.

[Chorus]
Mindfruit — dripping from my ceiling,
Juice of all my twisted feelings,
Peel it back and watch me shine,
Rot or bloom, it’s all divine.

Mindfruit — bite it if you dare,
I’ve got galaxies tangled in my hair,
The seeds all hum, they know my name,
But nothing ever grows the same.

[Verse 2]
I swallowed a song and forgot the words,
Now melodies flutter like psychic birds,
They perch in my skull and sing in code,
While my body walks a different road.

Lick the light, it tastes like fear,
But I keep coming back every year,
This orchard grows where logic ends,
And every branch forgets to bend.

[Bridge]
The colors melt through veins of sound,
My roots lift off the haunted ground,
Can’t tell if I’m real or fruit of thought,
But every dream I’ve sold, I bought.

[Final Chorus]
Mindfruit — dripping through the dawn,
Reality hums, then it’s gone,
Peel it open, let it slide,
Bite the core and watch me hide.

Mindfruit — bitter, bright, and free,
Growing wild inside of me,
The sweetest taste of what’s not true,
But I keep eating just for you.

i left my body in the mirror

Can't Say "I Love You"

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FEELINGS


We danced like summer moths around the flame
Knowing that the season couldn't stay
Your skin was warm as August afternoon
But August always fades to grey
The peaches on the tree were good to eat
Time was ripening everything we'd grown
And somewhere in the sweetness was the taste
Of fruit that's perfect right before it's gone

Old father time doesn't care about our plans
The hourglass won't pause because we ask
Death’s the shadow that we cast
When we’re standing in the sun

The river knew secrets that we didn't know
About the way that everything must end
We swam in water that would soon run cold
But cold was no stranger but a friend
You wore your youth like petals in your hair
I watched them fall and didn't say a word
We both knew what the falling meant
But knowing won't stop what will occur

Love blooms brightest when it knows
That winter's waiting down below
We held each other in the golden light
Like flowers opening before the frost
Summer moths, we burned so bright
Because we know that one day, we are lost


They say that love defeats the grave
But that's not quite the truth I've found
Love and death are dancing partners
Spinning slowly round and round
Without the autumn coming close behind
Would summer feel this alive
We're beautiful exactly because
We know our love will not survive

Old father time doesn't care about our plans
The hourglass won't pause because we ask
Death’s the shadow that we cast
When we’re standing in the sun

Love blooms brightest when it knows
That winter's waiting down below
We held each other in the golden light
Like flowers opening before the frost
Summer moths, we burned so bright
Because we know that one day, we are lost

The moths are circling...
The season's turning...
We're still burning...
While we can...

Summer Moths

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Chillwave, Bedroom Pop, Jangle Pop, Indie Rock, Alternative

She's Not To Be Thrusted

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