In the end, in the end
I cannot promise that I’ll be the one
that builds you castles out of sand
for illusions burst apart
isn’t it bizarre how the helmet fits
the head of that melon
dressed in silk
and happy to be existing at all
Once they touch out of nothing
tiny bits of unexpected truth
all by themselves, all by themselves
since the oldest days we know
(I’m sorry that I did not hear you)
Post-Worthless, Annique Monet makes solo LP of magical, psychedelic pop songs that drift in and out of consciousness. Bandcamp New & Notable May 22, 2015
This Tucson group makes wildly psychedelic shoegaze that sounds as if it's been warped and melted by the desert sun. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 6, 2018