If we ever meet again,
You'll see that I got what I deserve
I left nothing in reserve
For the worst winter on record
Are you somewhere I can dream of?
In a village no one can speak of
Heard your photos were a big ruse
You're in the high mountains of Veracruz
And you're waiting on news
Veracruz, looking for any old excuse
From my window on Market St.,
I lit a candle and observed
The world as once it was
In the worst winter on record
A collection of twinkling bedroom folk-pop demos from Fahim Rahman that arcs from hushed intimacy to sweeping cinematic emotionality. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 6, 2021