Use windows like they're mirrors. Soon a face will appear. You've made it a career. You're a prisoner here, lonely and paralyzed by fear, like every single time you hoped you'd disappear. I'm not going to help you. I'm not going to save you, but you won't let me be.
Dreamy, intricate guitar pop from Oakland's Absent City; splashes of accordion, sitar, lap steel, and mandolin add textural richness. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 26, 2020