Thunder by Seven

These ups and downs in this damn town
Keep me under, like a sailor,
Thrown over, lost at sea
And I know the truth is just this deep
And that is why so many leave, absentmindedly

Blind sided hopes and dreams persist
Yet love and light always exist
For the elders buried under all our tiny sleeping lives
Always haunted, always bonded to the traumatized

Orange lights, silver cans, neon signs, and desperate men
Fill all the pathways, all the exists, tryna trap their fresh new bate
And no I have no wonder, no, no, no longer
And that is why no man is tasting, that is why I’m self effacing
So from the shadows, bloody gallows of this sorry situation
I’ll be singing, alarm a ringing, always wasted, slightly tainted

These ups and downs in this damn town
Keep you under,
Keep you under,
Keep you under, steal your thunder

These ups and downs in this damn town
Keep you under,
Keep you under,
Keep you under, steal your thunder

These ups and downs in this damn town
Keep you under,
Keep you under,
Keep you under

• Brooklyn NY
• Experimental
• Next Wave
• Rock
• alternative
• alternative rock
• improvisation
• noise
• singer-songwriter
• strings
• Brooklyn