I walk from the boiler room out to the hall
Where pictures of Rita hang lifeless
Those frail two dimensions don’t suit her at all
Don’t ever say life isn’t priceless
Que Sera sera
I brought shadows in my wake
Que Sera sera
It’s give and take
I enter the chambers of Martha and Bob
A balance of savage distortion
A vibration of strings can’t be closer to God
Than a volley of fatal explosions
Que Sera sera
I taste blood in my mouth
Que Sera sera
Don’t judge me now
I sleep in the rooms where our love wasn’t kept
Where touch was just touching in passion
I dream of the tombs where our bodies are left
And I pray that the sun’s everlasting
Que Sera sera
I brought shadows in my wake
Que Sera sera
It’s give and take
100 years upon this rock
Will you wait for me?
To breathe and wait
To breathe
100 years upon this rock
Such a mystery
To be awake
To be
The Morrison-sounding vocals, the smooth grooves... If you're into this genre, just buy their discography in one shot - you won't be disappointed. Every album is gold. Rudolf Nisbeth
Some may know Farmer from his time under the Monarch Mtn name. Happy to see Western Vinyl has picked up on what a talent this guy is. 'Still No Mother' delivers such a subtle venom, one that works its way into the bloodstream long after the music has ended. Farmer's music impacts in much the same way as that of Damien Jurado or Bill Callahan. The songs seem as if they've been on rotation for many years, like visiting an old friend, instantly familiar and welcoming. Lost Tribe Sound