Honey come and shake the worry from your brow. Sad and blue is just a concept just a construct anyhow. Well we all get lonely now. We all get lonely. Softly humming is the way the world spins round. A steady pulse, a gentle thrumming underground. That’s that inner ocean sound. That’s that inner ocean, oh the holy inner ocean. I’ve got nothing on my mind. Wave my hand and pass the time. Waves that shimmer in the light. We are waving back the night. Mind’s a cackling, it’s a kookaburra call. Mine’s a corn maze, it’s a mirrored funhouse wall. And I don’t know myself at all. I don’t know myself but I’m steady trying to find my way back home. We’ve got nothing on our minds. Pop that bubbly pour the wine. We’ve got nowhere left to go, but there ain’t nowhere I’d rather go.
Sludge, Shoegaze, Atmospheric, Heavy Metal, Alt-metal, you name it. This album has it all, and it is perfect. It came out during a rough time period of my life and others lives too. It's been the soundtrack for all of my pain. Thank you Hum tawper
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