As we drift on
Oceans are waiting
The moon flies over
The gun black night
If you think you're hearing the ghosts
Then you possibly may be right
Take whatever you can take
Stolen along the way
Make whatever you can make
Of my desire my soul
Screaming with my eyes
Take me
It's like the clouds
Rolling in overhead
Like the damp leaves where
We made our bed
Close your eyes can you see me now
In the sunsets electric light
For all of the years that to you I was dead
I'll sing you sad songs for the tears that were shed
When we will sit on the back porch again
Don't know how, don't know when
Take whatever you can take
Stolen along the way
Make whatever you can make
Of my desire my soul
Screaming with my eyes
Take me
Smooth, sophisticated pop with neoclassical flourishes from the Berlin-based duo of Fabian Till and Birk Buttcherey. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024