Mirror on the wall, who is this solemn broken soul? Soaring on withered wings in my mind. Forging through the cold, with this arrow and this bow. A slow motion silent dream. In my mind, Silence is calling me over these forlorn seas, will I go? In the flowers with you for hours, all the things I should have done. All this while alone, in isolation. There's a world out there full of beautiful people who don't want to eat you. I'll walk with you though the park, we'll dance in the light that pierced through the dark. Oh to be, someone safe and free. Pounding on the door, people sleeping on the floor. Hop back up the stairs, boy I wonder if there's someone there? There's a storm in here, but I won't drop my anchor, I won't even yell out for help. Now I'm starting this war, in Isolation.
A work of cinematic reach and breadth, the latest from Nathan Moody employs strings & synths & heavy atmospheres to build worlds. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 11, 2021