Birds fly into my windshield
Thoughts fall from my thoughts
This good luck charm hanging off of my arm
Was left here by the police
Words fall out from my pockets (no, no, no, no)
And cats dance under my feet (no, no, no)
This colorful spell under which I live (no, no, no, no)
Protects me from all I write (no no no no no)
And the microscope reveals the scope
Of my very best intentions
Oh, yes, the tiny light shines twice as bright
On the only nice part of me
Mah, mah, mah-mah
Mah, mah, mah-mah
Mah, mah, mah-mah
Mah, mah, mah mah
Birds fly into my windshield (no, no, no, no)
Thoughts fall from my thoughts (no, no, no)
This good luck charm hanging off of my arm (no, no, no, no)
Was left here by the police (no, no no no)
And the microscope reveals the scope
Of my very best intentions
Oh, yes, the tiny light shines twice as bright
On the only nice part of me
the way tmg continually evolve their sound and find fresh ways of making music is inspiring. masters of the concept album! all bangers here, as one might expect. rudy
Smooth, sophisticated pop with neoclassical flourishes from the Berlin-based duo of Fabian Till and Birk Buttcherey. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024