When they fall, when they fall
The hand they reach for is a world away
Head in hands, head in the sand
As we're waiting for the rain again
There were lines in the sand that would never hold
There were grains of a truth that was never told
The storm on the horizon will take it's toll
As it rolls through a sea of stolen souls
Former members of Phenomenal Handclap Band expand on their “everything but the kitchen sink” approach, adding rich vocals and finely-textured arrangements. Bandcamp Album of the Day Sep 30, 2016