something called my name
looking out i see nothing
everything around don't have a mouth
everyone don't care what i'm called
pines shudder when i knock on their hides
in the distance i hear it echo
nosing up over hills into my ears
groaning over fallen trunks, grinding against resting rocks
landing on the branches above
again i heard the label my parents gave
northward i turned my head and walked
the toes of the mountains wiggled as i approached
sleeping giants in this green land know me
A work of cinematic reach and breadth, the latest from Nathan Moody employs strings & synths & heavy atmospheres to build worlds. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 11, 2021