#obody

The track has a vague, dreamlike quality that fans of Old Earth will appreciate, all held together with strumming guitar and warbling cello, and lines such as:

"What if there's a place of no separation  between our creations and all I think is all you see?"

Next up is 'The Devil's Reeds', a sinister song about giving in to evil ("The devil's reeds do not silence / just because you arenot listening / when you let that sound take you over / you are king"), followed by 'Trees in the Desert', which continues with the opaque and tenebrous imagery, inhabiting a shadowy alternate reality. 'Spiders Web' plays like a sad and lonely fairy tale from the creepy depths of an enchanted forest, a tale the Brothers Grimm rejected for being too dark and morbid. Rife with the isolation and entrapment of a spiders web, complete with a skittering click on the edge of hearing which sounds ominously similar to the jointed legs of a giant arachnid. But despite this, the final lines somehow transform the track into an unlikely love song:

"And you can have anything that I have and you can be anyone that I am and you can see everything that I can and you can hold me in the spiders web". 

The final track, 'No Sensation', is slow and sedate with melancholic instrumentation and a fleeting background rumble, what can only be described as the aural manifestation of dread. This lends the track an oppressive air, like tossing and turning in a nightmare:

"Maybe I would stay up all night figuring some way out because I hear the pauses so much more than I hear the breathing in and out from my chest the heartless projections of what I want won't let me rest".

I guess what I'm getting at is that this is not some kind of sugar-coated easy-listening. This would be dream pop if dream pop was like real dreams and not the fuzzy, loved up ones it's usually so preoccupied with, all twisting corners and illogical transitions, vague sensations of both familiarity and unease.