The rope I cut to keep from drowning
The things you said, they're still resounding
I'm not the man I was last year
That hope bled out and it drowns me here
So leave, and take that future with you, that I could never see
That world you never understood is the only thing that's saving me
Every record covers up, all I know I won't become
So what's one more reason on an endless list of ways
That I was not enough
I don't see seasons, just an endless string of days
That I wish time would swallow up
So I could grow up, and move out, and move on
And see this world for what it is
But it's this city that saved me, that raised me
It follows me until the end
And it's months without sleep
Or it's years without dreams
And the stitch that keeps my smile wide is bursting at the seams
Five hundred miles, just to see how far I could run
Another passing mirror and I still hate what I've become
But it's not enough
I am my fathers son
But it's not enough
There's an interstate for every song
But it's not enough
Leave no tracks to follow
Leave no number to call
And I'll see you both down at the bottom, beneath this all
Another ten thousand miles, so this year doesn't catch up with me
Another strangers floor, and your face is still all I see
But it's not enough
I am my fathers son
But it's not enough
There's an interstate for every song
But it's not enough
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