Chased across the sea, guided by the headlands
We can only wonder what land is this
Blue distant hills, rivers empty here
Shoals and shimmering of high lying sand
And the stars, the stars are lower here
You can wear the clouds as clothes
Where the sea meets the sky
And the moon falls below
Green glow of night
The rising whales are sudden islands
They bring the scent of the soil
But no land is here
credits
from Standing Still,
released January 25, 2018
Music & Lyrics: Tim Hooper
In songs that swing from giant and anthemic to distortion-caked and widescreen, Lightning Cult conjure galaxies of sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 18, 2022