calm down
that was just another
necessity
gathered from followers
inhale - a rabbit hole
exhale - sunk deep
but no need to cover
one after another
I collect you
now it follows
in hail - no rabbit holes
there's no need to cover
one after another
I'm being too susceptible to shortcuts - own mind detours
messages sent - lend me these hands - find a cover -
of impression that quill contains all ever told stories
yet shape stories lack, ardour of storytelling
most likely devoured, sunk in these colours of his own habits
yet it maintains the inner hollow
yet it maintains their inner hollow
messages were sent to the hands
to seek for a cover
I used to be a storyteller -
it's how to stay aware of all
my time travels
lip eye ear chin cold
under a pale eye
nose under last eye
ear pink and sour
yet it maintains their inner hollow
yet it maintains the inner hollow
used as the one to posses you
to control the single way, yet a way of the many
never heard of Svavighar
yet running with him
yet running with him
through leafs and bushes
as we left the woods of the man
since then he seems to be missing
since then he seems to be missing
yet it’s not quite what it seems
not similar to all my stories
This NYC quartet channels the anxious, experimental nature of late '90s-early '00s Olympia indie rock in their tense, rhythmic post-punk. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 8, 2016