There’s truth in the way you look at me
and I believe exactly what I see.
You never asked too much from me;
a man without anything.
‘Cos it’s never what it seems
when you’re living in a dream.
And I don’t mind you following
‘cos I know that you’ll never leave.
I never thanked you for that…
You’ve always had my back,
and after all these years
I kept you near.
We rode our bikes down the beach
looking for a place to eat,
so we settled for the sand beneath our feet.
It was paradise and it felt nice
until I opened my eyes.
I like to pretend I have a really talented friend who recorded this album as a gift. That's what it feels like; a gift from a stupidly close friend. sherryking
Confining himself to the very literal title of the project, what Invalids normally does in long form is here condensed to it's necessity, and illustrates Pete Davis' ability to craft a potent and evocative experience in just a matter of seconds. It's a head-spinning burst of sonic expression that demands little of your time, and a lot of your heart. Stephen Mlinarcik