Another night spent on the floor
Awaiting for, love's arrival
Yet all I get is hope's departure
Another mirage that I'm not after,
I'm giving up, my weary soul
The piercing noise, of fragile ghosts
& now the light they'd once distort
Is why I am at my own funeral,
Misery come & take my soul,
'cause lonliness is the only girl that I can fall for,
But even she, is not so faithful to a tattered soul
She'd take my cigarettes & drink my whiskey whole,
I lost my day, to a ceiling view, I lost my day to a Déjà vu,
I can't sleep
I can't grieve
& I won't breathe, I won't, I said I fucking won't,
& I'll fall, into a trance, dreaming about her hand (touching mine)
& we'll fall into depression,
& as I waste my hours attending a lie,
As my chandelier starts to dim, I realize
The coldest of nights;
Now I realize why I've had the coldest of nights at home,
Cause for 17 years now, I have been dead & all alone.
This album by Kenyan electronic producer rPH and poet Kins of Spade reflects on the impact of religion in their lives and society. Bandcamp New & Notable May 12, 2023
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Music that allows me to relax and let all of my business meetings, flights, and stays in hotels simply fade into the background. There are so many great songs on this collection that I cannot pick a favorite. Bravo to whoever chose all of these tracks. Joe Doyle