Thought that I heard her sweet song in my sleep
Felt her faint breath on my cheek
Moon sketched her shadow in Willowy trees
Traced her footsteps through the leaves
Morning came lame and reluctant to claim
Me from this feverish dream
Leaden and pinioned a weight on my chest
Undead yet haunted by the ghost of myself
Slender arms coiled around my neck
From the depths of the dawn's drowning bed
Listless with night- long unrest
Hopeless I wait, long since swallowed the bait
Hook cast, I gasp as a fish on a string
Helpless as she draws me in
Why do you haunt me, call from the margins of sleep
Why do you haunt me, just out of sight out of reach
Under her gaze in the shape- shifting clouds
Her fleeting form in a crowd
A sudden sprite in the corners of sight
Shading my vision in spectral light
Shrouding my day with her night
Why do you haunt me, call from the margins of sleep
Why do you haunt me, just out of sight out of reach
She pollenates the core of my landscape
Nestling in deep secret space
Replicates sorrows and fears I though gone
Dousing the day long before it's begun
My own eclipse of the sun
Why do you haunt me, call from the margins of sleep
Why do you haunt me, just out of sight out of reach
credits
from There Be Monsters,
released August 29, 2021
Vocals by Ronnie Angel & Marc Zeuk Roberts
This is a quite outstanding opus magnus of Mr Thelen and his associate musicians. Musical and muscular prowess meet groove and melody. Highly recommended hypnotic stuff! Frank Hadlich
With their blend of playfulness and graduate-level instrumentation, Dorcha deftly prove that improvisational zeal and conservatory-level precision aren't mutually exclusive. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 16, 2020