Wildflowers
A cinematic fusion of guttural Mongolian throat singing layered over pulsating synth basslines and retro drum machines. Traditional horsehead fiddle accents weave through arpeggiated synth leads, with expansive atmospheric textures filling the verses before building into an epic, neon-drenched chorus.
Wildflowers
A cinematic fusion of guttural Mongolian throat singing layered over pulsating synth basslines and retro drum machines. Traditional horsehead fiddle accents weave through arpeggiated synth leads, with expansive atmospheric textures filling the verses before building into an epic, neon-drenched chorus.
Lyrics
Verse
Look at the beauty
Of wildflowers
The cypress trees
By the bay
I love this world
On a night like this
I love it even more
In the day
Chorus
So let the breeze
Blow through the pines
I love it
Let it rain
Sunshine makes me happy
And I love it
Just the same
'Cause the land is free
And wide
It don't cost a dime
To watch the river
Rollin' by
Verse 2
And I like these places
Off the beaten path
And I like my coffee
Black
And I like the sound
Of a mandolin
And a campfire's where
I'm at
Chorus
And the wild and free
Are all around
It don't cost a dime
To lay your head
On the ground
So let the breeze
Blow through the pines
I love it
Let it rain
Sunshine makes me happy
And I love it
Just the same
'Cause the land is free
And wide
It don't cost a dime
To watch the river
Rollin' by