Two sticks in my eyes
pulling my vision down, by surprise
The soles, the soles of your shoes
are coming unglued from you, unglued
CHORUS
When the storm has passed the ships align
You’ll have ten toes and fingers just like mine
Everything and nothing will be fine
when the beast of normalcy arrives
Steel under my skin
is making the rules for him, for him
Twice he’s heard it before
I told him the gate’s been closed, I’m sure
CHORUS
Waiting for a confirmation, mind is full of information
Capitals and math equations, spinning round like drain invasions
Holy rollers, figure eights, majesty of bad first dates
I never took you for a quitter
Life is short so make it glitter
Oh—it makes things very hard
when I call myself someone very far
and oh—there’ll never be a me
if I keep hiding me from me
Hell-bent on demise
holding my failure close by my side
Wait, I’m trying to see
how it is possible that we breathe
German-British artist Cosma Joy weaves indie pop, UK jazz, and Neo soul into an ambitious, airy debut EP that’s perfect for springtime. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2022