In the land of the dead bitter will be sweet
In the land of the dead every dream is a light
in the land of the dead you are not welcome yet
In the second life see in through the bones
In the second life there is no need of a home
In the second life something's left to do
Out adrift on the sea
Seven years or a day
Becoming the salt
In sight of the shore
Come the dark of a storm
Or was it only the night
Too tired to swing
To fight back at all
To the land in-between many have come before
The land in-between is no forgotten strand
To the land in-between, only place left to go
A new EP from Low Leaf expands on the wide-ranging and intoxicating jazz and ambient fusion that defined her earlier work. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 3, 2024