broken hearts
shattered jaws
making marks
with cannonballs
i saw you last when we were ten
but things have changed a lot since then
the wolves are out, we're almost home
we'll make it through just huddle close
space is just a grave for stars
at least we are where we belong
a photograph can steal your soul
leave you cold make you a ghost
if you follow me til the end of earth
when the darkness engulfs what we called the world
look at my chest there is a light
those are our hearts burning bright
Restless, agitated no wave for modern times built around razor-sharp guitar and roiling percussion from Jane Doe Ensemble. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 16, 2022