June 9th from Departure Songs by Lowering

june 9th

and i’m sure that it would come as no surprise to anyone
but who would dare to ask?
spent those last weeks pretty fried
sleepless and high
snowblind

failed attempt at insulation
from some senseless situation
i could not understand
no plan, no preparation
could prepare you for something like that

silence in the taxi all the way back to streatham
and the nerves behind my eyes, they were beating like a drum
against the burning glare of streetlights and the late night chicken shops
given meaning through a prism neither wanted nor deserved

and i still dream of drowning when it rains at night
and i’ve still got this red blood pumping in my heart
and i went to pieces when i saw the sunrise
and you were not beneath it with me
(and now you never will be)

gleneagle road kitchen nights
stoned conversation taking flight
we made plans for the band
we were getting pretty good
played it tight but sounded loose
tom and me. mat and you
the robot fucking blues

disappear for a year to a house in the south of france
and record our third album surrounded by our friends
then headline glastonbury with a massive fuck-off orchestra
and a light-show to shame pink floyd

and our music would grow weirder, across our thirty-year career
and though we’d make mistakes we would never grow stale

in the picture on my wall you haven’t aged a day
but the rest of us have changed

• Ambient
• drone
• electronica
• experimental
• guitar drone
• shoegaze
• London