What happened to the trips we took through
the windmills
and the cornfields
I was so much younger then
You have to know
there’s a chance this might not work
but you have to trust me
I know that it hurts
I’m only doing things I know how to do
Don’t blame me
Did you ever think it might be you
Don’t you think I know what I’ve done wrong
You tell me I don’t love you
when you’re the one
pushing me away
You’d rather stay home
with a bottle of God knows what
Than give me anything that I might need
This sorrow season pours out
my quickly fleeting thoughts so much faster than the others
In the cold I can’t feel
I can’t feel my fingertips as they run through your hair
But I want to make you see me
the way that I see you
I just can’t get through
I’m only doing things I know how to do
Don’t blame me
I wanna learn from my mistakes
Learn to open my eyes
Learn to go blind
Then learn to see again
A post-hardcore megalith from the UK: churning guitars, spacey arrangements, and explosive vocals both screamed and sung. Bandcamp New & Notable May 8, 2019
The post-hardcore band’s latest is a reflection on time, memory, death, and grief—and is their dreamiest material to date. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 22, 2019