Tattered clothes, broken tools
Nothing left to sweat
The sun weighs on each step
Skin pink from burn
Drifting from reality
Desolate landscape
A fine place to lay my bones
Carrion for the birds
Mirage or oasis, desperate pursuit
Crawling, sinking into dunes
A familiar path, salvation at last
A test completed, a man I have become
supported by 14 fans who also own “Heat of the Day”
When times getting rough, and life feels like crawling through a forest of barbed wire, there is this album that cheers me up. Thanks for backing me. misty_shade_of_endless_winter (Falk)
supported by 14 fans who also own “Heat of the Day”
definetely one of my favourite bm projects lately, love the synth elements. makes you remember how amazing, but terrifying, space really is :) scumdrug