When you looked into the cross
said you looked into the mirror.
Your face keeps on changing
putting out these words that I couldn’t guess.
When you put it in a safe
is it getting any clearer?
Thin lines dot my fingers,
I’m looking for a place I can get some rest.
I know I said I’d promise
to turn off the lights this time
but my thoughts keep undressing,
seducing me from the inside.
A silence is replaced with series of overzealous dreams,
A silence is replaced with series of overzealous dreams.
There’s demons in the night
let me keep you on the inside.
I’m caught in your belt as I’m losing
all my lucid control.
A buzzing shatters all the warm that
we’re keeping from the ice box.
Grey faces all around us,
we’re looking for a place we can let go.
I know I said I’d promise
to turn off the lights this time
but my thoughts keep undressing,
seducing me from the inside.
A silence is replaced with series of overzealous dreams,
A silence is replaced with series of overzealous dreams,
A silence is replaced with series of overzealous dreams.
credits
from Back Seat Driver LP,
released April 10, 2018
Written, produced, recorded and arranged by Erica von Trapp
Mixed by Jules de Gasperis
Mastered by Howie Weinberg
From Portugal comes this wild and contemporary take on fado, centering the style’s longing qualities against surging electronics. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 27, 2023