Little brother
Found a bullet in the basement
And didn't say shit
Waiting on the rain
That a rose would love to
drown for
But wouldn't stick around for
Sat and let the record spin
Got it from his father's record bin
Can't hold the pain
Screaming like Coltrane
Poems become tones
Ashes of old flames
It was a season of wrongs done
Didn't thaw 'til we saw sun
I tried
And when I leave will you all come
To retrieve what was lost once
I tried
And when we speak will I fall numb
Tongue tied
Pacified by the timeline
I fall from
It still feels like we're all young
It's a dream that I call love
Little brother
Found a piano in the basement
And started to play it
Waiting for the sun
To take the chill that surrounds you
It's a cycle that we're bound to
Sat and let the record spin
Got it from his own record bin
Can't hold the pain
Screaming like Coltrane
Poems become tones
Ashes of old flames
It was a season of wrongs done
Didn't thaw 'til we saw sun
I tried
And when I leave will you all come
To retrieve what was lost once
I tried
And when we speak will I fall numb
Tongue tied
Pacified by the timeline
I fall from
It still feels like we're all young
It's a dream that I call love
Cacophonous mash of noise, electronic sounds and vocals powered by energetic walls of drums. Listen loud, jump often. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 28, 2014
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