Chasing from Big Black by Music Of 25

Writing with my left hand
Holding on to you with my right
Determined to make something of these young days
Closing in on that dance with the devil

Cearl Street Purch!

Over this cheap elation
The doubt begins to creep in
I'm sorry about our communication
Those walls seemed important at the time

OK all right let's reflect while moving
Find a reward for our late night restlessness
Our requiem in a valley, among towering overdrafts
Leads me to the manual fade play chasing grey weightless yeses

Help distract me, lift my mind from the mundane
Usually, thrown at the twenty something
Crazy, for these orbits spinning around my head
It seems that the moon hangs high these days

Expecting noise, met with silence
Your frame and I at
the center of this, weightlessness
The horror the horror

The wheels go round
Sirens scream, dilated pupils
The mirth is snapped, the bend tends downward
The night grows darker, the horror the horror

• Alternative
• Independent Rock
• experimental
• math rock lite
• post rock
• Austin