Hey I've recently been experimenting with throat singing. Also, winter break may allow me to make more stuff, but I'm a hodgepodge of pointless activity and nervous energy...so it's hard to say. Ugh. Thanks for listening.

Lyrics:

I'll admit sometimes,
I feel so blinded by,
Excruciating detail.
So, the sound of your voice,
Becomes a hearty scream.

Echo-Echolocation.
Echo-Echolocation.

The temperature is falling down.
My breathing slows before a standstill,
Beneath this cavern of fears;
This tavern with ears,
That will listen.

Echo-Echolocation.
Echo-Echolocation.

Darkness, darkness,
Where the compass,
Is pointing through,
Straightforward and true,
But, can you hear the end?

Echo-Echolocation.
Echo-Echolocation.