Too many roads
Too many threads
Too many stories
In too many heads
Three to find meaning
Three to come home
Three for the drum king
To sit on his throne
These are the days,
These are the days,
These are the days,
Gone by, gone by
Four in circle
Four in a line
Four to find comfort
in these trying times
One is too many
A thousands not enough
Zero is longing
Zero is love
These are the days,
these are the days,
these are the days,
gone by, gone by
How many times
Will you stand still?
Your cup runs over
You can’t get your fill
Spring into action
Headed for a fall
Summer comes quickly
Winter is long
Alone in the ocean
Surrounded by blue
A lonely island
We can swim to
There’s a train the in the station
Getting ready to leave
All aboard quickly
The conductor proceeds
These are the days,
these are the days,
these are the days,
gone by, gone by
gone by gone by, gone by, gone by, gone by
This Michigan-based trio trip, swirl, and echo their way through 11 songs of psychedelic, surf-tinged, garage rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 27, 2015