Nothing wrecks the mind
Or throws it in a dive
Like the faces of a railway station
Sentimental types and sleep walking Sunday drivers
Breathing all the oxygen
And I fall to pieces
I fall apart
Just a sign would knock me down
One by one I come undone
Cafes in the park
Politics and art
And other brands of bourgeois bullshit
And I fabricate a smile
Feeling all the while
Like a wave crashing in a cavern
And I fall to pieces
I fall apart
Its a crack in a matchstick line
One by one I come undone
So I try to carry on
I keep my head down
Surrounded by libertines and scarlet women
But no ones got the time
And everything is fine
Just ordinary dime a dozen
And I won’t get lost again
No I won’t hide oh no
No I won’t get lost again
No I won’t hide in and out of the shadows
This Brazilian group draws on the sound of classic American soul on their latest album, making triumphant songs that sway and soar. Bandcamp New & Notable May 18, 2019