Rapture
By Toby Singer
A pandemic-written, near-future, campfire elegy on the night that billionaires all flee a dying Earth. Lyrics here. Below is a complete set of rough demos:
Their Fault
Another Hurricane
The Avalanche
A Place That Was Never Real
I Wish To Be A Golden Dog
Digging Their Own Graves
The Way
The Ship Sunrise
Red Hat
These Trees Grow
On The Right Kind Of Night