performance of tulips raging
holds us, close to facing fear
so hear, love, the rubbles amiss
and dear, love, the hand's a fist
see her, her hand's a mist
coldly sold the roaring glory
fainting down the glorious pier
so hear, love, the silent grow
and dear, love, you'll never know
see her, her road aglow
horded into believing
'in painted curtain we're residing'
so feel, love, the loudest call
and reel, love, the lonely shawl
and heel, as you fall
Culled from unreleased recordings from her recent "Light Sleep" and "Voice Hardcore" releases, Hiromi Moritani's latest showcases the softer, less harrowing side of Phew’s sound Bandcamp Album of the Day Sep 2, 2020