Kelmon from Big Black by Music Of 25

It sits in the creases
A prudent tide from an ardent moon
Looking down at all our pieces
The ancient old and random new, join the deja vu

Mise en abyme, Mise en abyme
(There is no stop, there is only push)
Mise en abyme, Mise en abyme
(The only one I see, the only one I breathe)
Mise en abyme, Mise en abyme
(There is no stop, there is only push)You're a Monday in a storm
Mise en abyme, Mise en abyme
(There is no stop, there is only push)

Reaching for that strike of lightning
Ride with me, tilt with me
Reaching for the experimental with trust
Looking at that dark horizon
Ride with me, tilt with me
Singing our original vespers with lust

Back to wall
Heavy mists
Halfway tuned pianos and regrettable science
Dark slacks
Shadows
Tracer hips
Caprock

There is no subtle line to offer you in time
It's just...pressure and sustain
Take my hand while you gather how
A lack of choices could be a gain
It's so easy to see the tatters
It's why we must embrace the pain
It's stepping up stairs, not a ladder
Got to fight in these isolated days

Mise en abyme, Mise en abyme
Mise en abyme, Mise en abyme

Reaching for that strike of lightning
Ride with me, tilt with me
Reaching for the experimental with trust
Looking at that dark horizon
Ride with me, tilt with me
Singing our original vespers with lust

Heavy Price
Harness Burn
Watching explosions reflect off the water
As structures change
As light fades
What new reason will beg to alter
You

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