Sitting on the lawn,
running my hand over the tips of the grass,
watching a world full of Hermiones running past,
carrying books to the greenhouses, permanent and hot
-- they're chasing everything that I'm not.
Frustrated, I lie back and look up into the sky.
There's an eclipse as your head shadows mine.
You want to know if I've seen a misplaced pair of Chucks;
I say, "Perhaps," and ask your name as I stumble getting up.
Luna, I think I'm falling for you,
and I need to know how you feel, so I know I'll have to ask.
Luna, I think I'm falling for you,
but the blank stare that you're giving me ain't helping me relax.
Cool radish earrings and a pair of Spectrespecs hiding two
silvery-blue eyes you claim will one day see the truth
of crumple-horned snorkacks and a heliopath army,
but when you go out searching, I just hope that you take me.
Luna, I think I'm falling for you,
and I need to know how you feel, so I know I'll have to ask.
Luna, I think I'm falling for you,
but the blank stare that you're giving me ain't helping me relax.
Luna, I think I'm falling for you,
and I need to know how you feel, so I know I'll have to ask.
Luna, I think I'm falling for you,
but the blank stare that you're giving me ain't helping me relax.
Third in a four-EP series, Ben Morey's "Songs" perfectly captures the terrifying reality of existence with beautiful acoustic honesty. Life may be scary, but Ben Morey's music gives me hope. Paul Riley
The eclectic influences of this California group shine through on these creeping tracks, full of dark electronics and intimate vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 15, 2020