Have you seen me?
I’m missing, I’m missing
Have you seen me?
I’m missing, I’m missing
What used to feed existence
No longer seems sufficient
And can I be forgiven,
Forgiven?
I sense the slightest resistance
Before the first sentence has finished
So I go on and love you from a distance
So I go on, knowing you’re none of my business
And can I be forgiven,
Forgiven?
The notes still float, dipped in gold, then in crimson
I hope I can be forgiven, forgiven,
If I can’t listen, can’t listen, can’t listen
If I don’t visit, don’t visit, don’t visit
Smooth, sophisticated pop with neoclassical flourishes from the Berlin-based duo of Fabian Till and Birk Buttcherey. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024