Hear the birds sing in their trees. Feel the water rushing o'er your feet. Hear the wolves cry in the night. See their jaws open wide. Look now, out on the plain. The riders watch from the flames. When they come for you, take my hand, and I will guide you through the pines and to the end. Through the pines, where no one's been. See the sun fall from the sky. See the mountain turn to white. Hear the storm come and the winds blow. Feel the chill of death in your bones. Look now, out on the plain. They who ride, ride with no name. When they come for you, take my hand, and I will guide you through the pines and to the end. Through the pines, where no one's been. Through the pines, and over hell. Through the pines, back to where we fell.
credits
from The Widow's Ride,
released January 2, 2015
lyrics and music by paul
supported by 14 fans who also own “Through the Pines”
This popped up in my feed thanks to Solitude and Sin. Released in 2016. There is gold to be found in the depths of Bandcamp. This is excellent psychedelic rock lloydd
supported by 14 fans who also own “Through the Pines”
Good sound for a road trip !!! The stoner rock atmosphere as relaxed as driving on the open road while the wind blows your head clear through the car window. Stephan
Sprightly, eccentric EP from a New Zealand-based post-punk outfit featuring members of Trust Punks, Cool Cult, and Long Distance. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 11, 2024