The Ocean itself has wept
to a horrid being gave birth.
Her last protoje she were
and she always followed me.
It's nice seeing you again!
But don't you stand
so close behind my back.
And where I''ve been
your presence I have felt.
The smell of rotten shells,
the wretched dress you wear,
your mother's eyes you bear.
It's nice seeing you again...
And long nails she had and
scratched down the sailors
tender neck.
Her last daughter I am!
Bear my mark!Remember me!
It's nice seeing you again!
Don't you dare!
Don't touch me with your hand!
For I will have your head upon a plate
and I am not afraid for
there will be one day.
That you will go away.
It's nice seeing you again!
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That synth pop like this exists in the 21st century is a gift from the heavens. The cheeky reverences to the past (the orchestra blast in "LA"!) are a delight. And it's all so smooth - cool - dark. Addictive! Alexander S. Kunz
Melissa Harris’s shadowy synthpop is carefully crafted and delightfully catchy, gems that reflect darkness and light in equal measure. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 1, 2019