Getting Closer

Let me in through your window
We can be shadows in weak light
Don't know the way, but I'm gonna be there soon
Follow empty signs
Let me in, we'll go below
I'll touch your elbow out of spite
Don't know the way, but I'm gonna be there soon
Follow empty signs

Empty Signs

Bellows

 	
How well you hide behind your things
But I catch a gleam through your eyes
Anomaly
We'll watch the world wash away
You don't have to run
You don't have to be
anyone or anything
Don't hide from me
Don't need to talk
We're falling into silent love

Washaway

Sorry I don't want to leave
Another weekend slips away from me
You are my own, you are my only
(it's for you to keep)
Sorry I don't want to be
Another reason for your apathy
You are my own, you are my only
(it's for you to keep)
My fingerprints are on your things
The strand of hair on your jeans
Is for your to keep
Blooming tide is coming on
Ringing sighs is all we got
Glowing sky is fading deep
It's for your to keep

My Only

Asphalt Ocean

Spent your last cash yesterday
You're packed, now you're going away
Another holiday for you
You got blacked out in your hotel
The walls put you under a spell
Another holiday for you
A soma holiday for you
And now you're feeling for a song
But your senses are all numb
Another holiday for you
A soma holiday for you

Soma Holiday

Kissable, grade-A, lo-fi drip-pop for the sensuous soul.

The Mites

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