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Artwork by
Priscilla Snow

The Thought

from 3am

January 29th, 2019
9 tracks
28:34
3am
3am
The Thought
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0:46
The Thought
Priscilla Snow
Whispered words and stretching out Seeking solace in quiet spaces I think of my impression of you Your face a memory of lines and shadow Mmm mm––baby I’m diving in Mmm mm––it’s wild what I see Just the thought gets me Like colored glass or oil on water Memories of a late night long ago Shifting in tandem with the ever-changing And the feeling, the feeling in my bones Mmm mm––baby I’m diving in Mmm mm––it’s wild what I see Just the thought gets me The real, the imagined, the in-between a shattered illusion of immortality–– Mmm mm baby––I’m diving in Mmm mm baby––it’s wild what I see Just the thought gets me Mm––mm Mm––mm Mm––mm Mm––mm
3:46

Over time, and with varying degrees of polish, I've recorded music in the early hours of the morning when I was the only one awake.

I always intended these songs to be demos for when I inevitably recorded more perfect versions. But time passes and sometimes you forget how you even wrote the song it in the first place.

Many of my recordings have been lost in internet purges, self-imposed or as a casualty of websites purging user data. This is what's left.

Credits

Words, music, and production by Priscilla Snow 2011-2019.