show me where to go from here you're guiding pass the message back and shoot yourself in time it wont be clear where water runs and rain falls your arm's always warm and your head's clouded "fallen hail on forest floor" he shouted playing me the tapes when all is frozen over
younger years where brains were formed and melted bigger fears of who we're truly helping blowing out the candles when it's not your birthday.
Terrifically edgy guitar rock defines the latest from Amos the Kid, funneling country influence through a gritty indie aesthetic. Bandcamp New & Notable May 8, 2023