From the recording Shapes (Alt Mix)
Alternative mix (September 2026)
Atmospheric chamber pop about contorting yourself into someone else’s shape until you no longer recognize who you’ve become. Haunting and otherworldly, with themes of identity, conformity, isolation, self-erasure and transformation.
Lyrics
Still my body aches from all the twisted shapes
I’ve put myself into just to turn me into you
Now I’m unrecognized and still I’m lost in your eyes
A lonely satellite
Drifting through the night
Whatever I’ve become
I’m hurling towards the sun
Ooooohhhh, Ooooohhhh, Ooooohhhh
This new horizon casts reflections in the glass
A sea of form and shape I never will escape
The pieces coalesce as time and space compress
Like the river rolls the stone
I’m whittled down to bone
Whatever I’ve become
I’m hurling towards the sun
Ooooohhhh, Ooooohhhh, Ooooohhhh
A lonely satellite
Drifting through the night
Whatever I’ve become
I’m hurling towards the sun