When the night rears its ugly head,
and the red light is near,
we will know we've reached the end
of our time.
We'll walk into the waves.
I've got lions to tame,
but tonight I feel so far away.
The worst thing about the travelling circus is the lion
in my cage.
By the time I'd called your name,
and the echo had reached back,
it was too late.
This is synth minimalism of the “Warm Leatherette” variety, with plinking analog electronics and wry, disaffected vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable May 20, 2019