A gentle man came to us
He was a kind soul
He came to us carrying
Some ornaments of gold
We sat fascinated by those
Stories that he told
A gentle man came to us
He was a kind soul
Before I am done
Reach for the sun
He said one day we would not
Have to breathe the air
We'd leave the Earth
without having any care
He sits in his bunker
He has many guns in there
He said that one day we would not
Have to breathe the air
Before I am done
Reach for the sun
He'll try so hard to touch that gate
He hopes that it's not too late
For each and all unavoidable fateHe'll try so hard
He'll try so hard to touch that gate
An almost anti-blues/anti-rock style that masters classic sounds while mocking the industry’s perceived seriousness. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 27, 2018