Oh, Don't you look so fine, all stained in red, like wine on the carpet, under the bed
Looking sharp, knife incarnate, sharp, plucking words like cherubs harp,
only in the brain of man, old wood dust of saws, hard rotten to the core, no good, flawed
but goddamn, the fire's burning bright, and warm and beckons, holy night
the stars are brightly shining, dim. books of grace can't save my skin
and hell is calling out, "come closer" stretching hands to cleanse the sober,
cuts and scars on arms all over, know her, i know her, know her, know her
she speaks to me in tongues, she speaks to me with lungs, she breathes to me with tongues
she closes breaks in runs
she speaks to me with dust she whittles away my rust she speaks to me in tongues,
she breathes to me with lungs
gallop along the dried up beaches, riding toward the ocean
speeding towards halcyon halos, finished, never done
all along the coastline, bodies are beached and sore
ride towards the blackened shallows, asking them for more
oh, don't you look so sweet, all covered in blue, like skies with clouds so dark enough to block the hue,
looking like a sharp dressed pilot, flying towards the devil's pues, locked and closing in on its jealous muse
only disdain of man, old news headlines, shattering bones to made up deadlines,
but god damn, god damn, the fire's bright, flaunting pseudonyms of holy lights,
the rain is slamming down on tin, grace of angels sears my skin,
and hell is calling out, "come closer", stretching hands to cleanse the sober,
slicing deep into my arms, all over, i know her, know her, know i know her
she speaks to me in tongues, she speaks to me with lungs, she breathes to me with tongues
she closes in and runs
she speaks to me with dust, she whittles away my rust, she speaks to me in tongues,
she breathes to me with lungs
whispers echo down the hall,
soon, i'll see you after all.
i make music you should listen to with headphones or very loudly. There's a lot there. Just pretend you're driving a truck really fast through the desert with a cigarette
This Michigan-based trio trip, swirl, and echo their way through 11 songs of psychedelic, surf-tinged, garage rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 27, 2015