You were born in the house of a ghost
You bright child
And you got to know what cold means
You closed your eyes
So the world would not see you
To stay warm
In the shadow of the raven's wings
You were born in the house of a ghost
You bright child
And you got to know what the ice and stone was
Crawling meant the bloodstones of your knees
Blown away only by your tears
Do you shout?
It's just the wind
Are you crying?
It's just the rain
You fall far from the sound of thunder
No lightning have lit up the sky
Dim light from above the clouds are blinding
Deep dream you are wandering in deeper than deep
Walls of concrete prison you all over
You were born in the house of a ghost and you'll die in
Tangerine explores the outer edges of electronic music, writing songs that hum and throb, full of eerie, staticky textures. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 10, 2022