wind around me
this is complete
&when my arms go numb
I choose to keep on holding
bed as wide as the room
a fleck of purple in your eyes
I stretch forever
straight to the sublime
doesn't make sense
but it feels right
doesn't make sense
but it feels right
we found a boat
half-buried in the woods
you say you like the look
of old tattoos
faded & blue
& as the night comes
we change shape
too
doesn't make sense
but it feels right
doesn't make sense but it
feels right
doesn't make sense
but it feels right
doesn't make sense but it
feels right
ohhhhhhh
Alex Henry Foster again collaborates with Canadian-Japanese artist Momoka, who also translates the lyrics from English to Japanese. Bandcamp New & Notable May 7, 2024