Last sight
Last sign
Lost night(s)
Lost mine
Last touch
Last shine
Lost hand
Lost eye
The water is pure
and the hills are dry
a stranger to the sky
never meant to fly
and with two feet on the ground
but surely not steadfast
these five don’t count
for long the last
last you
lost me
last frame
lost street
last long
lost feel
last wave
lost you
The water is pure
and the hills are dry
a stranger to the sky
as I waved goodbye
and with two feet on the ground
I already tumble
These five count
And let me fall
taking away
is this your praised redemption?
This direction’s no great escape
It’s hard to get along with a picture of a face
Darkened coming days
This fucking life of travel (is)
Like an injection freedom
Like an injection of pain
A heavy blend of post-rock and shoegaze from Argentina's Ox en Mayo Alto rides big emotional crests and contemplative valleys. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 27, 2021
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