You might start, you might stop.
Shut down, declare a loss.
You never know when you might choke.
You’ve gotta keep that fire stoked.
You never know when the place you feel alive can rip itself out of your hands. See how we back you up, we’ll back you up again.
The wait, the hurt, the chaos, the cost.
We fear for all the time we’ve lost.
You never know when you might choke.
You’ve gotta keep the fire.
Awake, alert. We’re rolling, progress.
Advance your cause, surpass your friends.
You always know when it’s time – punctuate your life.
You never know when the place you feel is yours will start to tear itself apart. See how we’re centered now, it’s not too hard.
It’s taken years for me to reach conclusions others failed to teach.
To some extent you could be anywhere, when you’re alone you’re still complete.
The wait, the hurt, the chaos, the cost.
We fear for all the time we’ve lost.
You never know when you might choke.
You’ve gotta keep the fire.
Keep that fire stoked.
what the devil and god are raging inside me should have been. leave the fan on is a worthy ender. do wish there was another track or two in the middle as it is on the short side. not recommended to put on if you want to lift your spirits - this is likely best enjoyed in a dark place in every sense of the word qji
Buoyant one-off release from a long-running Atlanta band who juggle garage rock, folk, and power pop; don't miss the Mark Morrison cover. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 9, 2024