Just like the sun across the face of the moon you are a spinning wheel of fire turning in the skies of ancient beasts and in the eyes of ancient beasts
I am grey like a bus ride I am a dime under the tread of a lolling apple rolling world
There's a light that I can't comprehend
about
unmixed garbage brought to you by three little trash lumps
credits
released February 7, 2017
lump that has nice hair - guitar / vox
lump that can make cold pizza rolls hot - drums
lump that wears a hat sometimes - bass
recorded very quickly by ian rundell who also has nice hair and can probably make pizza rolls hot but doesn't wear a hat very often