Something’s coming, something green and growing - I can feel it
Something’s right there, right in front of me - I can touch it
Someday somber clouds will part and wash the sky with dignity
Somehow something ripe will bloom from this blackened earth
Someday swords will rise against the deafening hypocrisy
Someday soon I promise you, I’m waiting, I’m waiting
Someone’s crying, someone’s simply dying to be born - I can feel it
I’m right there with you - fight the darkness, push ahead
Someday somber clouds will part and wash the sky with dignity
Somehow something ripe will bloom from this blackened earth
Someday swords will rise against the deafening hypocrisy
Someday soon I promise you, I’m waiting, I’m waiting
For the Sun, for the Sun to come out and warm the earth
For the dawning, for the new growth, for rebirth - I’m waiting
Something’s coming, something green and growing - I can feel it
For the Sun, for the Sun to come out and warm the earth - I’m waiting
Post-Worthless, Annique Monet makes solo LP of magical, psychedelic pop songs that drift in and out of consciousness. Bandcamp New & Notable May 22, 2015
With their blend of playfulness and graduate-level instrumentation, Dorcha deftly prove that improvisational zeal and conservatory-level precision aren't mutually exclusive. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 16, 2020