When the wind and the sand sketches my foot print
Something finds me, waisting the day like it's funny
Dream paint stretches out from my memory
of a paved over land
The Sunset City
I am here, and it's ok
Born here, and returning
Trying to do my thing, what comes natural to me
Shuffle through town again
On the road in a hurry
Snake rattle in my hand
Coyote yelp in my tummy
Pivoting from German to English, disco to soft rock, the groovy Swiss duo branch out on their first album in six years. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024