Why not feed this heart as well from the River of Right running down?
Let it soak, let it bathe in it
And while it feasts, let it drown and drunk my tongue and teach me how
To fool myself
To laugh myself to sleep
Maybe roll around with it
Maybe roam around with it
Maybe howl along with it
Why not feed this heart as well from the River of Right running down?
Let it soak, let it bathe in it
And while it feasts, let it drown and stain my tongue and teach me how
To fool myself
To laugh myself to sleep
Maybe roll around with it
Maybe roam around with it
And fool myself, and laugh myself to sleep
Maybe roll around with it, maybe howl along with it
This one time when I was young, he cut me off and fed me none
I remember when I was young, someone said I'd follow anyone
And howl like everyone
When I was young, yes, I guess I followed everyone
Culled from unreleased recordings from her recent "Light Sleep" and "Voice Hardcore" releases, Hiromi Moritani's latest showcases the softer, less harrowing side of Phew’s sound Bandcamp Album of the Day Sep 2, 2020