When the sky stood still,
And the sun never fell,
That warehouse on the hill,
Had all but disappeared.
No, it grew into a black void in the ground.
Well, when we could live forever,
Perhaps the black hole bookended time.
I knew you’d only be mine,
And everything I’d dreamt had no limit,
Until I grew tired of my own existence,
But never of you.
We could never die, never age again,
Never grow, never wither, never bend.
So what was the point?
Some cannibalized themselves for the thrill,
Some plunged into the black hole at the end of time,
It’s such a great weight to be the final men,
When really we’re all just looking to God,
As lost children, praying for some fictional salvation.
I wonder if it was a test, or just the equilibrium of it all.
When something ends, surely something begins.
Trapped here, you’d think it bliss,
Yet I fear we’re better off swallowed by the abyss.
We reach the warehouse on the hill,
You are awake now,
It’s odd how still the source of the violence really was.
I remark as I grab your hand looking at the horizon.
As my attention to the gray sky fades,
I meet your jade eyes,
And I understand you’re ready.
And as we step into nowhere,
Locked in an embrace,
In the darkness
I’ll keep you warm,
I'll keep you safe from harm.
I'm not going to lie, I don't really like punk music. But this album is really good. Thanks to whoever gave me the free code on the Reddit! I get to add another album to my library and it's super good! musiclink
The mix of shoegaze, punk, and noise from this Seattle band is notable for its urgency and bright, foregrounded vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 9, 2023