Even though I watch you from the window,
in the end I don't know what you're doing.
Then again, you speak of how you're feeling,
and I pretend to know what that means...
It takes time to break the ice, and forget yourself.
Intensity.
It just, just ain't clear...
He's a beast, you know he will not save you.
Little girl, your life is an illusion.
He found her wilting hand and dug her out of the sand.
You feel pleased and complete in this suspension
of any normality,
you're losing the will to conform.
Intensity, intensity, taking over me.
Looking back I see that I was lost,
lost inside the craziest of dreams.
Descend from the room
to the garden of fools.
C'est vrai que je me trompais tout au long,
genée d'avoir affaibli mon esprit.
Mon corps restait calme,
mais le mystère de son drame
hypnotisait mon âme.
This Chicago quintet use classical and contemporary instrumentation to craft this beautifully contemplative ambient release. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 2, 2023