You fade away and think the group won’t notice you’ve been missin’
After ten years you won’t be asked to leave
I’ve seen it stay, the truce you called transparent
Sendin' looks ‘tween realities
I counted the good times on two hands and
Typed your name as the lights shone round your place
You looked to the Paper Man as
You gently pushed me
Out of phase
What’d we end up catchin’ for our shiny winnin’s
Blindly cast our lines into the abyss
We drew in the abilities to solve our troubles
Our tribes sternly guard the way
I counted to the good times on two hands and
Touched your name as the light shone ‘round your place
You’ve woken the Sentinels as they
Warmly pull me
Out of phase
We’re giving way to the blinding light we channel
Graspin' madly at humanity
A cage of electric connections
correcting our singularity
I counted the good times on two hands and
Held you close as the light shone ‘round your face
You’ve closed off your heart to me as
We stand alone here
Out of phase
On “3G,” the multi-instrumentalist crafts dance-indebted rap, gorgeous piano ballads, and everything in between. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jul 25, 2017