I can't rest this heavy head
When it's ravished in reflection...
Wayward winds in the vanguard are chomping at the bit.
We're vessels lost in transit,
Stranded in the heart of the Atlantic.
Feeding off distraction...
Provided by a rose-colored tint.
Cast aside the tides hinged in our eyes.
A fire burns inside, but the flame's receding.
Cast aside the tides hinged in our eyes.
Coincide with the moonlight waxing.
(Well I can't breathe with such uncertainy
Don't beg or plead-we're lost at sea).
If the vulture sings it's song,
While you're staring at the wreckage.
Just remember that I'm hanging
onto vacant conversations....
Our love's spent, you should have stayed patient...
Abandon ship, this fatal tryst in sinking to abyss.
Cast aside the tides hinged in our eyes.
A fire burns inside, but the flame's receding.
Cast aside the tides hinged in our eyes.
Coincide with a moonlight waxing.
(Well I can't breathe with such uncertainty,
Don't beg or plead-we're lost at sea).
Maybe I'll be content with this emptiness,
Only to cherish the benefits of emotions such short-lived.
Cast aside the tides hinged in our eyes.
A fire burns inside, but the flame's receding.
Cast aside the tides hinged in our eyes.
(Maybe one day I'll be content with this emptiness)
Coincide with the moonlight waxing.
(Only to cherish the benefits of emotions such short-lived.)
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