Our Ipods landed on the same songs
Our words were copies of copies
Mutating with each iteration
As did the drifting collage outside
that dipped us in and out of amber
It was somewhere
in that moment
that we woke up
Personally, I reckon this was your best work in terms of syn…
Absolutely amazing! I love the pattern and synth!
This repeating phrase sinks into me much more deeply on my s…
@bughouseboy: <3 huge compliment.