In the morning light I stretch my legs
wash my face and clear my head
of the dreams that make me see my mind
for what it’s worth from the inside
As the sunlight reaches through my room
Inch by inch until noon
There’s a thing that makes me fall in line
roll the dice and check the time
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I wind my watch and let it run
but if I didn’t, would the sun stay in the sky?
Would my poems cease to rhyme?
I hold the power in my hand
to make our moments all expand into a life
We could live our Fridays twice
There’s a destiny for this machine:
tell my story scene by scene
And it never fails to do its part
even ticking in the dark
When the ticking stops I feel my bones
moving slow, moving home
And the thing that makes me fall in line
rolls the dice and stops my time
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