One of those July days that just about melts your brain
I see a mirage and she dissipates, and I find free AC instead
I'm messed up in the grocery store comparing microwave meals
God I was such a total bore
My eyes stopped working for everything else
Just a spotlight with you in the middle, I'm happily nearsighted
If this was myopia, no one would ever wear glasses
I'm stumbling around with my hands and my ears and a perfect view
A perfect view
A perfect view
A perfect view
One of those August days that just about melts your brain
I kick my sheets off in a sweaty pile, too broiled to sleep
I'm fucked up in the liquor store, just, just fucked up
I see my mirage there, like everywhere
My eyes stopped working for everything else
Just a spotlight with you in the middle, I'm happily nearsighted
If this was myopia, no one would ever wear glasses
I'm stumbling around with my hands and my ears and a perfect view
A perfect view
A perfect view
A perfect view
You're more than hot air and light
You're more than just a pretty sight
You're more than hot air and light
You're more than just a pretty sight
Layering guitars and saxes over synths and drum machines, this Oakland duo's darkwave is as melodically potent as it is texturally rich. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 1, 2024