we were on top of the mountain, coming out of the cloud
surrounded and soaked by cold grey shrouds
but there were those voices, coming out of the thick air
welcoming and tugging, we nearly fell back down the stairs
welcome to the sky train
here you will find shrouds of silver rain
your wishes are simple, and we are simply nimble
welcome to the sky train
and there were ghosts having a party beneath our feet
making toasts to the ocean deep
and fire bugs coming from the embers of my old house
and strangers being milked from a cloud the shade of white silk
welcome to the sky train
here you will find shrouds of silver rain
your wishes are simple, and we are simply nimble
welcome to the sky train
i first met ben mccormick at my middle school geography bee. thank goodness i dropped my guitar pick next to him. he picked it up and said "do you like eric clapton?" the rest is history :-) Will Orchard
The gentle lo-fi songs on the latest phoneswithchords LP develop their granular sketches of childhood and coming of age into full portraits. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 25, 2023