People say that I'm crazy
And that I'm falling out of touch
They say my days are lazy
And that my nights are just too much
And I got no destination
But I'm driving just the same
And I got no hesitation
To look for someone else to blame
And I'm riding the waves from beach to beach
Making jumps at the stars that seem far out of reach
And it's not easy to see and no more easily found
That when you're high as a kite
You can only come down
I've got a million lives to choose from
And only one of them is right
A million places to call my home
How does this one feel tonight
For all the battles I've been in
And fighting all my wars
For all the saints who are sinning
And just want to settle scores
And for all of the bums making waves on the beach
Making jumps at the stars that seem far out of reach
And it's not easy to see and no more easily found
That when you're high as a kite
You can only come down
Σtella's Greek-folk inflected pop sounds both vintage and subtly modern, like a lost gem sent from the magical nexus where 1966 meets 1986. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2022