Inspired by Adam Curtis' Can't get you out of my head documentary series sonically and thematically. That man finds a lot of gorgeous dystopian music.

The tail end (hopefully, dear lord) of a pandemic seems like as good a time as any to try and make an amount of sense out of it all. Playing with a bit more distortion and pitching wonkiness here than my usual.

...Still working on learning how to do a proper chorus though, feel like most of my songs just end off in some instrumental without having a verse/refrain structure.

Thanks for the FP ^.^

Lyrics:

I've been so contained

in this box in my mind

it crushes spirit then bone

spirit then bone

spirit then bone

spirit then

In a lack of transience

it corrodes inward to build the wall

and I am stuck here

isolated in the navel gaze

a flower grown under a lamp

knows only its own shade

and the world is warm

till the lights go out and your fake sun is gone

It was silver and gold

and all kinds of red

but the second you closed your eyes

the tide rose and you held on for your life