I carved a face into the moon
Like a bad bruise
A loudness colored in the room
With a cold hue, so I
Fell asleep in the rain on the cobblestone
To awake in the dirt with rusted bones
And a silhouette
Asking questions like
“How do you bend math for a simple touch?
Do you love God when you’re down on luck?
When you only doubt?”
Cause I’ve seen liars share the same covers
And by morning, call themselves lovers
But who do you call home?
Who do you call home?
I know I’m alone when I hear my keys echo through my body
I drift off and on until I dissolve, until atoms leave me
Stranded, under city lights, where shadows tower over us
It turns out it’s lonely looking down from high above
I’m looking down from high above you
Falling backwards off a canyon cliff
Who knows how far the bottom is
Will it be a gift?
Will I hit?
Elements of post-punk, psychedelia, and noise sneak their way into these thoughtful, energetic tunes. One thing's for sure: these dudes know how to bring the ruckus. Goodbye Tiger