Believe It Or Not, I'm A Bit

If You Wake Up / And The Day Feels Broken / Just Lean Into The Crack

Love Is A Two Way Dream.

Pedaling Through The Dark Currents, I Find An Accurate Copy. A Blue Print Of The Pleasure In Me.

When I Write A Song, I See A Tunnel, And Then The Chorus Is An Open Space, Or The Bassline Is Doing This Shape. I See Songs As A More Of A Geometric, Spacial Experience.

I Get Highs, To Be Totally Honest, In Second-hand Shops. My Hunting Instinct, I Expect, Really Kicks In.