You make bad luck seem so cool
In the morning you're still a fool
The late afternoon crawl
Is waiting
So throw confetti in my eyes
And wait for my surprise
The windows wait in line
Its nothing
Place your scars
On the window sill
Make it right
Before your blood is spilt
Dry the tears
With desert sands
You cant sleep
as the night commands
Afterall the plane will land
It's science
Drown your eyes
In a broken dam
When theres nothing
The day still stands
I can show you what you'd like to be
But I still doubt you wanna change
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!
