I thought I saw you in my bedroom
But it was just a mirage
I juxtaposed all the memories
You were so good with collages
Drank more wine in the shower
I thought it’d help me wake up
Play more music, listen to more Conor
But you were all I could think of
I wanna be the mattress that nurtures you every night
And sometimes in the morning when you don’t feel right
You can wait a little longer, maybe hide under the covers
Cause I know we both get so anxious, so know it’s your place and no others.
Astounding song writing for the first half of the album then songs to meditate or sleep to, or for just laying on the floor staring at the ceiling aimlessly. Of The Saints
A gorgeous journey through a kaleidoscopic array of sonic approaches melted together that feels old and new at the same time. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 5, 2024