Blinding light swallows me
As I inhale
Count my breaths, hold my tongue
They’ll soon be on to us
Cursed to live in reverse
On an endless spiral, but
In this moment, I am nothing
In this moment, I am free
The shoreline sings a solemn hymn
The sky & the sea melt together
Tidal waves flow within
But I couldn’t see beyond my hands
We are poems burnt in stone
Only known from embers
We are poems left in stone
Holy ghosts in amber
Haven’t you heard? There’s smoke in your eyes
The fog is a blank canvas
My mind is a painter’s brush
Light curls around my fingers
And blends in a manic rush
If I am the first to answer (I wanted nothing else)
Then I am the last to know (Knocked off my axis)
That maybe we’re all frightened (I wanted nothing else)
By what survives the afterglow: (Knocked off my axis)
Could it be that I am nothing?
Could it be that I am free?
The shoreline sings a solemn hymn
The sky & the sea melt together
Tidal waves flow within
But I couldn’t see beyond my hands
All alone, we are bones
Poorly posed in amber
All alone, broken bones
Poorly sewn together, now
This body is
A crowded tomb
Claw marks are remnants of who I am
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