Angel’s in a black dress, overly made up to hide the scars
Another graveyard danse for show
I remain overcome by the fumes from the fire that stings the eyes
A funeral pyre pushing last & final goodbyes
[Replace the tape, rewind/erase]
A requiem for nothing hit…
I never knew you in this space between flood & memory.
& Christina’s in the back room swallowing days
No mystery mile, no great escape from the pain…
These are the days that never end
I never knew you in this space between flood & memory.
I never knew you in this space between flood & memory.
[Junk dreams of broken girls & pretty, strung out, fucked up toys]
I never knew you in this space between flood & memory.
[As the blood red rainbow radiates bright over vegas again & again & again]
I never knew you in this space between flood & memory.
supported by 4 fans who also own “Raining Over Vegas”
Jordans debut album and a little different from her current stuff. More conventional in some ways maybe, but still unmistakably Jordan.
A good album in which you can find the seeds of Jordan's later sound. Unique and involving. Russell Whyman
supported by 4 fans who also own “Raining Over Vegas”
Super-chill ambient greatness. I used to listen to this cd a lot when I was trying to relax during tumultuous times. Glad to find it again. clearskiesatnight