you're a quicksand;
a beautiful sinking pit.
quiet and peaceful:
you're my constant source of bliss.
cherry blossoms;
open ocean:
you numb my mind.
I get the feeling
I'll never be happy
if I'm afar or if I'm ashore
friends set sail for distant places,
hearts ablaze for something more.
now familiar faces haunt my dreams
but not my door.
people come and people go;
but I remain unchanged like a stone.
is it fear of life or fear of death
or just fear alone?
I woke up in a different town
and I was feeling so blue;
I woke up so far from home
and I was dreaming of you.
some didn't make it,
they turned to the bottle
and then the morgue.
I'm thumbing through pictures:
distant memories
of friends who've come and gone.
younger faces smiling gracefully:
their struggles just don't show.
couldn't bear the pain or the hurt:
they were dying to feel pure.
Afrofuturist punk from Philly that twists the hardcore sounds of '90s DC and San Diego into a seething mass of wires and roots. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 3, 2019