Snow whistling; tracks criss-crossing
Where are we now?
It's that time of year
Step back and get our bear-ings
You let me dooowwwn and
I can't turn arooouuuund because
Trains only ride forward
Don't get cross with me
I'm a man, not a divinity
Where do these tracks lead
At the crossroads of our calvary
I know I've got blood
And I know I've got blame
But that's not a reason
For this game.
I can read the signs
I can see the tracks
Heading away
But where was the cross? Where are the facts?
Don't you know the way of snow?
Every step leaves an imprint
You can cover it up,
But erase it you didn't.
Sometimes stars betraaaay us
Are theeeeeey your guides?
Or is it just another disguise?
A train is coming. Your option
Is now, at this time of year
Don't get left cold standing there,
Don't stop at the fourteenth station.
Don't get cross with me
I'm a man, not a divinity
Where do these tracks lead
The six songs on this record combine the brass-heavy sounds of jazz and afrobeat with pulsing dance beats to intoxicating effect. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 25, 2020