this was recorded with all of my friends in Buffalo on a beautiful summer day & night in 2017. no one knew what they would be playing coming into it.
lyrics
circles in circles, my eyes are just Tired Machines that i don't allow to rest or dream because there are so many colors to take in all at once. how could i ignore what is in front of me?
my talus has more body parts from failed attempts to climb than stepping stones leading to the rim of my mind. is failing the only option here, or did i just glance over what this was all about?
credits
from demoez,
released December 1, 1989
Bass - Elliott Douglas
Cellos - Emily Finlan
Violin - Sally Schaefer
Cuatro - Jacob Peter
Saxophone & Flute - Norelle Elizabeth
Group Vocals - All of the above plus Bryan Johnson