Staring at the glass I see, another person than the one I though I used to be.
The useless thoughts that guide my days, my worried ways and anxious haze, I can’t think
straight.
But I’ve found a reason, I’ve found a light, and understanding,
I’ve found hope, now I’ll be alright.
My wet hair sticking to my face, experience time won’t erase. And it was only three days.
I search for reasons to explain, I fear one day I’ll be insane, even though it’s all in my brain.
And I need you now, I’m hoping that I never ever see the person staring back at me.
But you, with your smile on, tell me everything will be alright. Everything will be alright.
These are not the same two eyes that followed me all through my life, and kept my hopes high.
The panic took my optimism, and now my mind is in a schism, wishing for my child’s vision.
And I need you now, I’m hoping that I never ever see the person staring back at me.
But you, with your smile on, tell me everything will be alright. Everything will be alright.
I stare at this glass when no one’s home, and I’m starting to think that I’m not quite alone
As if someone was with me and they took control. Along for the ride has taken its toll.
And I need you now, I’m hoping that I never ever see the person staring back at me.
But you, with your smile on, tell me everything will be alright. Everything will be alright.
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