it got cold in the snow and i just want to go home i thought the stars were inside i kept them hidden i tried but they kept screaming for release they picked me up off of my feet and brought me up through solid peace and told me you can t stay for long i woke up without arms i stood up without arms i couldn t walk in direction with all this static reflection i was lost inside a map that i had written in a nap when i heard a voice where branches snap i followed it home
['art pop', 'brooklyn indie', 'chamber pop', 'indie rock', 'melancholia', 'stomp and holler']