Come around, come around this town and look for the place where we used to crown ourselves as kings.
From the tops of, oh the tops of these trees oh these branches creak beneath my feet. Oh, i'm falling fast.
I remember when you leaned next to me and you whispered we're not supposed to be so lonely.
It's cold so light up the flame, let the fire burn away the fear that holds me back.
Whoa!
From Cork, Ireland, Lewis Barfoot writes mystic, majestic songs derived from regional folk, with an ambient music aura. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 11, 2023
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