Hours - Narcissus Road

Hand claps & “oo’s”! The flavors open up my eartaste buds immediately. “She’s lost in the dark. She thinks she’s been enlightened from the schoolhouse in the park. Her house is full of mirrors. She can’t really seem to look at herself. She lives on Narcissus Road where the streets are paved with gold. Where everybody loves you.” And that’s just the first minute of this pop-romp. Love it! Hours