have patience be naked the cloud over yr mind will dissipate wind never stops. You will hear the song you will feel the breath and see the smoke seeping from all the skulls. The mouth of the river can be yr mouth too flowing out//in of/into endlessveins circulate. Everycurse you’ve coughed everything you’ve tasted everytime you’ve spit or kissed or hated everytime you’ve known wrong everything pumped by yr heart into song
A churning indie-rock meditation on relationships and personal struggle from the New Jersey band, propelled by powerhouse vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 8, 2020