I don't know the depths we're sinking to
The pressure's immense
Silence overwhelming sense
I don't know the depths we're sinking to
We've gone past the rim and can't turn back
We shouldn't be here
Yearning overwhelming fear
We've gone past the rim and can't turn back
Mariana, Mariana, Mariana
We are floating fodder
In the thickest water
Battered bruised upended
Hobbled blind and rended
Dawning freezing calm
Invited with a wordless song
Eventually I'll sing along
Juxtaposing poetic balladry with roaring feedback and warped piano lines, the Vermonter's music is as stunning as it is unsettling. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 21, 2024