Fishes falling from the sky, liberating you and I
Amphibian cows moo tonight, the frogs are laughing while we die
Why must we share this air with romance, silence screeching through my head
Yet all remains, nothing’s made, no one’s ever said a thing, fuckin’ no one cared
No one cared, fuckin’ no one cared
Three hundred people in the sky, spotted donkeys, zebras cry
Why must we share this air with romance, silence screeching through my head
Yet all remains, nothing’s made, no one’s ever said a thing, fuckin’ no one cared
No one cared, fuckin’ no one cared
Post-Worthless, Annique Monet makes solo LP of magical, psychedelic pop songs that drift in and out of consciousness. Bandcamp New & Notable May 22, 2015