hear the distant ones, dropped online, stuck in fear, whispering how will we make it until the end of the year ?
we quit nights of sleep, hate our cells sleeping hearts couting beats think we can make it but miss it each time once the point is reached, freeze the clock, close the door, lock ourselves wake up in pain, plain stupid and vain
we still ask for more, mind the gap, waste our time how will our back stand such pain without dropping the weight ?
hold the line, watch the line, line the line, watch the watch ticking for hours and watching us fall time feels ignorant, brains alike, bodies ill, shoulders weak science makes fun of its standing monkeys
while we hold the line, watch the line, line the line, watch the watch ticking for hours and watching us fall we may speak no more, bear with us, let us in we won't be facing your screens nor stay where you want us to wait
we keep seeing love despised every standard, every try that'll keep haunting what just died all we cherished back in time
noise on a wire is this everything that can reach us now where we are ? while we hear our parents cry is this everything that we are ? will we dare to compromize our own sanity, our whole house while we see our parents cry wish we could freeze time before the exile
rewind, rewind
we keep seeing love despised every standard, every try that'll keep haunting what just died all we cherished back in time
credits
from Live at Soulcrusher,
track released May 12, 2022
Recorded at Soulcrusher Festival, Doornsrooje, Nijmegen on Oct. 2nd 2021
A compilation of Nathan Williams' oddball, sample-led brainstorms. A sonic romp through doo-wop, folk, Cambodian pop and psychedelia. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 11, 2017