Wolfhart from Landline by Von Kaiser

Black clouds rise overhead, the news report says there's a storm ahead,
Manic depressive, unread internet message, I don't want to think and feel, Tell me how to think and feel,
When I close eyes to the sights, they just become my own midnights.
When I close eyes to the sights, they just become my private fights.


Open up my eyes, tired from sleep, like a wolf in the dark, showing its teeth,
Hoping to find, some peace of mind, we're walking in the world, just like lost sheep.

Images reflected back, another attack. from the glow of the screen,
I can't always put together what they mean,
Traveling farther than I thought I'd ever be, a child dreams but not like me
When I close eyes to the sights, they just become my own midnights.
When I close eyes to the sights, they just become my private fights.

• Electronic
• synthpop
• synthwave
• vocal synthwave
• Michigan