Suffer Surfer

Sometimes, you have to know when to cut your losses, or you decide to destroy it. This is from the album Logic Saves by Tragic Hands. It's all available on Bandcamp. - https://tragichands.bandcamp.com/album/logic-saves

Dynamite

When logic gets tossed out the window, and we all lose. From the band - https://tragichands.bandcamp.com/

Logic Saves

We all need a little guidance sometimes - live and learn—more from Tragic Hands - https://tragichands.bandcamp.com/album/logic-saves

Figure It Out

Wrote both songs at different times, hopefully at the end of the pandemic and How at the beginning of an election cycle. Different anxiety, different worries - then amplified for dramatic flair. I am not as sad as these songs sound. Eventually, I will do some feel-good tunes when the time is right.

hopefully

Sometimes riffs come to you by accident and then you just spit out a vocal take off the top of your head and think it's perfect just as it is. 

find out why

Bite Me

A little doom for your gloom.
Bandcamp: looplinemusic.bandcamp.com
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Loop Line - Ghost Signs

Music and lyrics by Loop Line
Mixed/Mastered by Ben Etter
Artwork by Tessa Slisz

Lyrics:
Hiding from everyone
But snow it knows
Where we’ve been and where we go
So we float through brown coral
Cold glow comes from our bones
As we lie on ice that

Broke, I woke alone in my bed and I waited
For these cold, slow, old, old continents to cross the ocean
So we could meet, meet again, until then, we’ll dream instead

Ocean froze
I walked in the wakes ‘til we
Met in the middle of the sea and laid in the waves
Stuck in time
Watched the day blur into night
When pockets stole your hands from me
I followed your tracks in the snow until the ice
 
Broke, I woke alone in my bed and I waited
For these cold, slow, old, old continents to cross the ocean
So we could meet, meet again, until then, we’ll dream on
 
Take away this snow and wind
Would you still invite me in
Out of the night and off the ice

Broke, I woke alone in my bed and I waited
For these cold, slow, old, old continents to cross the ocean
So we could meet, meet again, until then, just dream on

Here in the small hours, the world fades all around us
And silence is not so silent when the world is so quiet
Tomorrow falls into place as we float off into space
The weight of the day on our eyelids

We'll dream instead
We'll dream instead
We'll dream instead
We'll dream instead

The Small Hours

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