Izidor from EP3 by Fairyport Convent

Looking for a friend
Streets where I'll be damned
Going through extremes
End is closer than it seems
I'm not giving up
Got my wine and a cup
I'm drifting till I'm dry
That's the way to kiss the sky

Somebody is not perfect
Nobody is insane
I need just anybody
Just to ease the pain
Got my Russian friend up here
He coughs and says hello
Ain't been this way my darling
Since we started the war

And we should be leaving now
We should be a holy cow
We should be leaving now
Like a holy cow

Izidor, take it easy
Izidor, fly on
Izidor, take it easy
Izidor, greet the dawn

I'm just flying
Through the dusk
Picking up the pieces
Of rust and dust

• Experimental
• one man band
• psychedelic rock
• punk
• rock
• space rock
• Poznań