The memory is like sand on the beach being devoured by the tide. With each ebb and flow of the waves of time, I lose more and more of my past. Alice walking through the door with a bottle of champagne to celebrate my first book deal. Her eyes so full of pride. Her eyes… her eyes… what colour are her eyes?
I did a quick look for it in the tag but didn't see it so here have this super clear video of Vessel during the intro to Take Me Back To Eden at ??? IDK which concert/ritual (I think Sydney)