this is how it always starts,
with a look in the eye, and a hold of the hand
i guess, i didn't think too hard about it,
frankly did anyone else give a damn?
and i suppose it's just a matter of time,
till we're lying in the grass, getting covered in bites
it's just the little tax that you just have to pay
when you have so much time in your life
i dont know where i'm going
all i know is i
can't just let the time go by
i just feel i've got to try
and late at night
through the snores of my sleeping roommate i
find
that the breath in my lungs is so much sweeter
than it's ever been
i can't wait to make this house a home again.
A quirky, infectious experimental pop EP that digs into the conventions of millennial ennui - no future, too much tech - to find connection. Bandcamp New & Notable May 9, 2018