My back is bleeding and the night envelops
Will my love for the quiet dark outweigh my fears?
Loudly the consequences of my dream develops
And the cracking of my rib cage is all I hear
I am afraid of death
robbing me of the chance I have left
The chance to love, the chance to breathe,
To feel like for once I’m free
In a bitter soliloquy to the heavens
In the middle of a dream where death waited beside
No peace of mind I could pretend
I decided life without love would be life’s lie
I am afraid of death
robbing me of the chance I have left
The chance to love, the chance to breathe,
To feel like for once I’m free
A vibrant vision of "Central Americana" from the Costa Rica-based artist, blending heartland devotionals with playful Tropicália grooves. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 27, 2022
The gentle lo-fi songs on the latest phoneswithchords LP develop their granular sketches of childhood and coming of age into full portraits. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 25, 2023