The Summer rings its bells
You build September shelves
You and your mother fight
Over the candlelight
In Autumn
More room than it seems
To hold all your dreams and your clothes
All of your swordfights
Bruises and lovebites
As Winter takes hold
You walk up Richmond Hill
Somewhere out in Bristol
As statues lean their heads
Hearing the words said
Choirs at Christmas singing songs
Wrapped up in blankets, frozen-skied sunsets
Spring won't be long
A female voice that feels out of another century quivers over a folk harp on the 11 tracks that make up this exclusive video album. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 14, 2016