It's too loud outside, I can't get any rest
My thoughts are an endless pack of rabble
and I can't get them out of my head
Listen in past midnight, waiting for a change
My thoughts are an endless pack of rabble
and I can't get them out of my head
Eye of the tunnel, small and round
Give me a sign, show me how to keep my eyes fixed on the prize
Light a barrel, set the whole thing on fire
I'm walking blind running my hands along the wall
Light, light, light, light
Is there really any light?
Light, light, light, light
Is there really any light at the end of the tunnel?
Light, light, light, light
Is there really any light?
Try to shake this heavy feeling by going for a walk
But my anger's not subsiding, no in fact it's quickly rising
I'm a slave to its bark
Light, light, light, light
Is there really any light?
Light, light, light, light
Is there really any light at the end of the tunnel?
Light, light, light, light
Is there really any light?
“A band that is able to successfully blend the sensibilities of pop with the freedoms of improvisation and avant-garde is but a rare gem and one band that is just this would be Melbourne based five-piece On Diamond.”
- Noisegate
This is a phenomenal album. The dark and often sparse feel is balanced by the beautiful vocal performance and great harmonies. The lyrics read like poetry. Thank you, all the way from Missouri, for this fantastic work. jatrfan
A dreamy, sonically diverse coming-of-age story from NYC artist mỹ tâm, who infuses art pop with elements of jazz and chiptune.
Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 3, 2021