Hold your breath
until you can't hold
your breath anymore
then tell me we're not animals
like the blood in our veins makes you special.
Like the channels from our eyes to our brains don't all shut down when we can't breathe
Like what fills your lungs is better
Like the dust you'll become is any different than what's in everything.
I saw us all in the vulture nourished with carrion.
The small dead parts of an old life
become the wings that'll carry 'em.
You should've seen us
running in packs last Saturday
To a soundtrack of cicada songs
and the rattle of modern machinery.
Pride-less lions biting necks
in the name of Aslan
for a spot in eternity
But that's just called
missing out on eternity.
You've just gotta wake up
and hang out
with your really big fucking family.
Buoyant one-off release from a long-running Atlanta band who juggle garage rock, folk, and power pop; don't miss the Mark Morrison cover. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 9, 2024
A confident blend of emo, pop, and hardcore from the rising Philadelphia band, featuring introspective lyrics and churning melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable May 25, 2022
supported by 18 fans who also own “Symbiosis Midwest”
Found this album at a time I was in the habit of having a bad dream about you and me. It's great, the song's great, the band's great, corn dogs are probably mid at best. vincentavatar