We could be floaters, darling. Untied and undefined. Have warm weather always just down the road. Spoon in Sri Lanka, or gentrify Atlantis. With our dumb luck a sure thing, why would we hesitate?
'Course there'll be times when I must sit alone and write it down. I'll explain it someday real well. The riddles of my prose I long to tell you, the remnants of a muse upon your face. Wherever you go, or wherever you stay.
And through the fallout we will crawl off in our own ways. The grand demise of all, so trivial, loiters in our wake, in pretty patterns of decay, ashes falling into place...this is the love which we all will fall in.
The storms came on their own
The puddles left with time
The malcontent remains.
I'm not blowing smoke when I say, darling, the struggle's gone, judging by the force which we all will fall in. I wrote a batch of psalms to say that I'm dependent on something that ensures that we all will fall in.
All will fall in.
All will fall in.
I will fall in.
I will fall in.
An absolute crunchy essential... no camping trip is complete without packing Walter!!! does it have a funny little creature on the cover? yes.. so basically 10/10 best album ever jason hankins
Bracing post-hardcore meets festival-ready rock on the Tokyo band's sharp new EP, mixed and mastered by Will Yip (Turnstile, Title Fight). Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024