at least, we were told
the west was wild
AM radio on the dial
I bet if we closed our eyes
so tight that the patterns look like light
You are counted on, count on me
lost between the low, frequencies
I bet if we closed our eyes
so tight that the patterns look like light
we'd ignite
how fast do you run
when you're scared
AM radio will be there
I bet if we close our eyes
so tight that the patterns look like light
We'd invite
a fall
a spring
a winter night
At least we were told, the west wild
AM radio on the dial
I bet if we closed our eyes
so tight that the patterns look light
I bet if we closed our eyes
so tight that the patterns look light
I bet if we told a lie so hard that the memories turn
black and white
Brilliant experimental outfit Parlor Walls return with a killer new single boasting chest-collapsing digital beats and snarling guitars. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 2, 2023