as the swift seasons roll
the more we learn the less we know
a cough fogs up the window
i draw a face and breathe hot air in front of me to let it show
driving north to see my kin
this is where my life begins
the december rain makes more sense
this man and the earth needed a rinse
i can't tell the difference
between living and growing
these changes i observe
provide no way of knowing
nothing is known for sure
not even ourselves not even the floor
i don't know how to find myself
been looking a while not knowing how it felt
as the swift seasons roll
the more we learn the less we know
a cough fogs up the window
i draw a face and breathe hot air in front of me to let it show
The six songs on this record combine the brass-heavy sounds of jazz and afrobeat with pulsing dance beats to intoxicating effect. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 25, 2020