The production alias of Sean De Souza. Collaborations from Chris Purcell, Amberley Crediton, Michael Ashcroft and Bella Chipperfield are featured on the LP titl
My heart is beating out of my chest and my ribs burn from the stress. I never thought my mind could be occupied by this over-exaggerated breathing. I’m moving in and moving out reading all of the signs wrong. A thousand songs running through my head like a soundtrack for this bed. Beam me up out of my mind I can see this train wreck run. A beautiful sight as I watch my Inexperienced heart digs my grave again. You’ve fallen hard all over again for the girl you just can’t have. In the deadly silence you hear your heart pumping bloody through your head. Your hands, your skin, like mountains shaking apart and sitting still. The mountains move, our hands we touch The thrill, the warmth revealed. A week of bliss and charged embrace The city shines and swells. A year of waiting but here we are And again it’s not quite right. I know this secret you keep and the lie is drilling me. A hundred elephants crowd this room and in my eyes you fade. Too late now you knew the cost when your lips locked for the first time. As you’re wrapped in each other’s arms the new horizon darkens. I thought that I could just detach my heart and enjoy the ride. Despite my logical arguments. We’re holding each other tight. And now a week has passed our hands entwined it feels so right. I have to let you go again because this can’t be our life.
