Limited by human thought
Never capable of fully understanding
The simplicity of Life and his Joys
Driven by blind instinct of survival
Man weeps
For all the lost moments
Of Beauty that flew him by
Looking up to the Sky
Every day and every night
Wondering what Life could all be
If only we could see
Through walls that we build
The Sky calls
Looking up
Above Earthly Clouds
Escaping this Madness
Into arms of Universe
Melting Fears
Crushing Doubts
Forgeting how Lost are we
In all our Wiseness
And letting the human in us die
Is it wicked not to care? Frances Chang's layered, strange experimental pop recalls Lisa Germano in its pursuit of meaning in a sad world. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 2, 2022
Old Table’s classic EP gets an “11½ Year Anniversary” vinyl reissue, and its lo-fi charm is as warm & winning as ever. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 16, 2020