this is one song out of 4 off my new EP called "processing". ✨ feel free to check out the others if you enjoy this one! 🙂more

An indie rock track written about a break up and struggling to let go of the pastmore

Lyrics: We saw angels so high in the skies Above Portland, Maine on a winter's day They come down and offer their glowing hands They take us up so far to see Flying cars and marching bands After some time they let us pray To see our loved ones who died along the way Parents and children of the past Come down from stars forever it will last Singing choirs echo in space and time Clocks stop ticking but it still flies by We watch down at tiny ants below As the clouds churn and turn so strangely and slow The end is near So take this my dear Remember that we're All waiting here For you This song is about accepting death as well as to try and have faith or hope in the end times. For if there is an afterlife let it be glorious and free. - LJmore