There's a little fire in the east
Quietly spreading in
All the oceans in the world
The horizons drooping on the fence
Morning birds
Morning light
The cool of autumn fills my lungs
Now its begun
Tracing my own steps through town
Able bodied people everywhere
They stare me down. down. down.
For a while.
Theres an echo I can only hear
In my head
Shifting gears
Its a dangerous escape.
credits
from Waterlogged,
track released June 4, 2012
Pete Carr- Guitars and Vocals
Peter melds a variety of influences, from early love of The Beatles to Elliott Smith, into a sound all of his own. New album Mountain of sleep is slowly making its way onto bandcamp..track by track!
