Founded in 2021, Old Foes is the stage name and brainchild of American solo-artist Kyle Rigsby, who is based in Baltimore, Maryland. Working alongside musicians
See that glow? Let it show.
From the dark it can burn all your doubt and your hurt, keep it close.
And let it in. May the warmth so divine, like the sun, start to rise
From within.
From the heart.
Don’t you hide what can heal. Every sin that’s revealed falls apart.
Hello! Can anybody hear me?
Am I coming in clearly?
Waiting in my holding-pattern, like the rings surrounding Saturn.
It’s hard to hear above the noise.
Oh, I want to love, but it seems all I do is fight.
Yeah, I want to know how to make the wretched man right.
Because I’m looking for the one that reminds me of the sun
And can heat me back up from within.
Because the flame makes a claim.
Burns away every scar autographed by a star,
Like a name you can feel.
No more fear of the past. Fire-light that can last. Come and heal.
Hey! Can anybody hear me?
Am I coming in clearly?
Waiting in my holding-pattern, like the rings surrounding Saturn.
It’s hard to hear above the noise.
Oh, I want to love, but it seems all I do is fight.
Yeah, I want to know how to make the wretched man right.
Because I’m looking for the one that reminds me of the sun
And can heat me back up from within. Yeah.
Like a sunrise. Like a sun rises.
And maybe it looks pretty from wherever you are sitting, but this one
I know is mine. This sunrise.
House of winter yield to thaw from the fire-fanning awe.
Bright and vibrant I recall.
Every spirit given pause by the light of the sun.
