A distant journey has taken me far away,
Faint hearted lullaby of a lost someday,
The clouds are burning they are bright and red,
Not long now that's right she said,
Bring thunder clouds to this empty head,
Show me how to live and that I'm not dead,
Bring thunder clouds to this calloused one,
I hear a voice from inside of my head,
But am I mad or is it love?
Horizon disappears when night descends,
Precious moment when two worlds dissolve,
Bring thunder clouds to this empty head,
Show me how to live and that I'm not dead,
Bring thunder clouds to this calloused one,
California group Floral combines dizzying guitar work with frenetic drumming for head-spinning, deeply complex post-rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 19, 2020