Just like the boat
That sailed through the barge
Had no means to stop
Towards the shore it charged
You are blind to the light
Always walking through the dark
You’ve been pushed far away
Honey, where’s the line been drawn?
Anxious trembles beneath the sheath
Whittle riddles from this mess
Into a flowing stream
To dip your face and drown your fears
Then run to the streets
Seven years of bad luck
With the Mother of Deceit
Take your chances here my friend
With the warmth of company
But, there is a fire inside this room
That burns inside of you
Rage compels, you must ensue
Before, this slow burn engulfs you
And love the way it is, will ride deserted heels
Banished to urban throes you lost your inner zeal
To create this monumental stride towards grace concealed
Within conflict thrives the wounds that never heal
Bellow for the life that left
Never knowing why
The mirror tricks the past to tell
What in the future lies
You hear wise words bereft of wisdom
Letting impulse decide
The path that should be chosen
Arrogant are your cries
But, there is a fire inside this room
That burns inside of you
Rage compels, you must ensue
Before, this slow burn engulfs you
And love the way it is will ride deserted heels
Banished to urban throes you lost your inner zeal
To create this monumental stride towards grace concealed
Within conflict thrives the wounds that never heal
Anxious trembles beneath the sheath
Beckon reason from the deep
I’m sorry
For what we made you
I’m sorry
For what we made you
Turbulent indie rock from Levi Fuller & the Library that has the snarl of hardcore and the knotty meter of math rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 13, 2018