sentient city: :-(
suit wearing animals: :-)
(listen with headphones)
lyrics
i am the watchtower
sitting in your shoes
wondering why the moth won't fly
i am your lighthouse
sitting in some soup
i want to live inside your eyes
your eyes
i am your monastery
sleeping into you
you know your cat's a funny guy
i am your windmill
blowing through the skies
i want to live inside your eyes
your eyes
you sleep into my fibers
your boots stain my floor with mud
your sound fills my lungs
your blood pumps through me
you're swimming in my skin
your breath seeps through my walls
open the blinds and let the light in
crack open my windows
i am your slaughterhouse
lying in your tomb
waiting for the train to come
i am your post office
writing in your room
i want to live inside your eyes
your eyes
credits
from Songs for a Scientist,
track released October 22, 2020
WRITTEN, RECORDED, AND PRODUCED BY POST OFFICE WINTER
supported by 27 fans who also own “your local slaughterhouse”
Dirtbag Transformation: "What is this?" was my first reaction. But what an amazing song. It reminds me a bit of the Pixies in how it pulls together dissonance and then resolves. malfunction54
supported by 24 fans who also own “your local slaughterhouse”
This song ticks all the boxes for me. Guitar sounds, vocals, song structure. I can't put my finger on any one factor, it all works together to make a really great song. malfunction54