In a waking dream
I'm by your side at the shore again
On the tip of my tongue
The warm air and words I have not yet sung
The wind nips on my ears and my hands
Whispering sweet nothings I can not yet understand
But the story persists
And you grab hold of my right wrist.
Pull me down,
And we tumble and roll on the ground
The call comes to pass
The dogs are barking again
The call comes to pass
And you know I was changed
The call comes to pass
I have lost track of the days
The call comes to pass
And it's no longer the same
I have changed in my ways
Soon you will be here to stay
Assuming you know what I never thought to say
I see so clearly now
Is the mountain standing in my way
Haul myself up its side
Squeezing on its features
Holding on for my life
The only way off is up
There is no use for anything like luck
Reach the summit or the valley floor
Your palm on the knob of the door.
The call comes to pass
The dogs are barking again
The call comes to pass
And you know I was changed
The call comes to pass
I have lost track of the days
The call comes to pass
And it's no longer the same
I have changed in my ways
Soon you will be here to stay
The latest 45 from Moon Rituals offers two slices of tranquil synthpop, with gauzy vocals, bright keys, and warm hooks. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 30, 2020
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