Wires

The old houses with the porch we sat in middle land, not moving, everything half almost not to sea flat square. The wave and the moments between being in love again in fresh wind stuck to ghost that is heavy air. I opened a window where the stream currents on million wavelength of hearts talking long before the lips move, that said the sage, purple wisdom.
 

 

Words and music by JFDR. Produced by Shahzad Ismaily. Mixed by Shahzad Ismaily at Figure 8 Recording. Mastered by Sarah Register at The Mastering Palace. Released on White Sun Rec. in collaboration with Figureight and Morr Music. Video by Victoria Sendra & Áslaug Magnúsdóttir.