my baby's been watchin me black eyes at the bottom of the sea my baby's been callin me through the mountain and the wind in the trees my baby's got a long white hand he's got a gun underneath his nightstand my baby's got a broken heart my baby don't know where to start
my baby dances from two to four he never never shuts his eyes he never locks the door my baby sings the roundelay he's got a heart made out of river clay
my baby's been looking for me in the bottom of the old oak tree my baby is a broken man my baby doesn't understand
my baby dances from twelve to 6 and you can tell he's gettin hungry he's dyin for a fix his hands are wringing when he bends to pray
he's got a heart made out of river clay
Epic, immersive songs that you disappear into, with rich layers of keys and ghostly vocal melodies conjuring a misty dreamworld. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2022
The freak-folk collective's debut is full of rich, haunted vocals and experimental melodies derived from more traditional idioms Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 9, 2021
Proceeds from this hauntingly beautiful dark folk LP will be donated to Plataforma de Apoio aos Refugiados, for Portuguese refugee support. Bandcamp New & Notable May 16, 2021