I don't have a clue
How we'll see things through
I'll fell into the same holes
That you fell in, your younger years
Now you blame me for everything
That went wrong in your life
There's ghosts sifting the air
Looking for breathes, to take away
If I came home to you sitting there
Dying in your lounging chair
Floors ashed with cigarettes
A standing house, with sunken rooms
I don't need you now
I needed you a lifetime ago
And you come around
Asking for the chances, you never gave me
If I came home to you sitting there
Dying in your lounging chair
Floors ashed with cigarettes
A standing house, with sunken rooms
Why do you see this as
A chance to reconnect
With the son you gave up on
There's ghosts sifting the air
Looking for breathes, to take
Percussionist and sound artist Riccardo La Foresta joins musician and producer James Ginzburg for a fluid collaborative experiment. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 4, 2024