Time Machine by Sunday Driver UK

Come take your place
Alight inside
This oddity
Of my design

How quietly
We melt and flow
No earthly light
Is turning

home enough for what i sound
All this time where have you been
Say the word in I have found
My time machine

My hour is come
Descending fast
Each moment gone
Could be my last

How quietly
We melt and flow
No earthly light
Is turning

home enough for what i sound
All this time where have you been
Say the word and I have found
My time machine

Of human hearts and wild bird flight
Of haunting notes that fill the night
How I would like to touch the sky
Just one more time before I die

• Experimental
• clarinet
• experimental rock
• folk
• freakfolk
• psychedelic-rock
• rock
• sitar
• steampunk rock
• tabla
• world
• world fusion
• London