They'll broadcast their messages and try to control your mind
You'll be there simply waiting for a world of your own
They'll transmit their ozone looks and try to pollute your mind
With burned out lamps, it is you they won't find
They'll relay their images while you’re out there all alone
And they will try to pollute, they'll try to pollute your mind
And they will try to pollute, they'll try to pollute your mind
And they will try to pollute, they'll try to pollute your mind
They sent out their pleas for help, pixels on the vine
You'll be sitting at your table, in the fabric of wine
You'll transmit your messages while you're out there at your post
You'll be there simply waiting… somewhere in time
Somewhere in time
Somewhere in time
Where the constellation lies
Where the constellation lies
Where the constellation lies
Where the constellation lies
That's where I wanna be (that's where I wanna be)
That's where I wanna be (that's where I wanna be)
That's where I wanna be (that's where I wanna be)
That's where I wanna be (that's where I wanna be)
Originally commissioned for use in the yoga classes Smith’s mother teaches, these ambient soundscapes have a natural, invigorating warmth. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 4, 2019
Five songs recorded via iPhone, each in a single take, the latest from for your ears only offers startlingly beautiful acoustic tracks. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 20, 2021
Dazzling acoustic guitar compositions from this New Jersey musician, with notes that catch the light like the sun on wet blades of grass. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 6, 2021