Its time to roll over. Break the branches in your way. You rest on a shoulder that took the pillow's place. And it’s another overcast day where the owls are ignoring their prey. I'll head out in the morning before you are awake. Down through the redwoods to listen to the break. The fog puts my guard on all sides while the salt air is stinging my eyes. To the clouds above me: Tell me what you know. Tell me that I don't have to go. Tell me that you love me. Tell me that you know. Tell me that we all have to go.
And it's another overcast day where the owls are ignoring their prey. Remember that you are alive when the salt air is stinging your eyes.
Cacophonous mash of noise, electronic sounds and vocals powered by energetic walls of drums. Listen loud, jump often. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 28, 2014