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lyrics
Drove to Fort Desoto to get away,
Not a soul was there, a cold day in January.
The ripping wind, I watched the tide come in,
Lost in my teenage worries, searching for sanctuary.
Eighteen years old, confused and lonely,
Tunnel vision, masquerades as open eyes.
‘Til shit becomes so pigeonholed that you percolate,
Seep through the other side…
But I’m not quite the same, since those days,
When my convictions were ill-formed and vain.
I think of all those days we used to drive around in circles,
Blastin’ Jimi, Bob, or Bradley, getting stoned out of our minds.
Across the ‘Burg and back, then up and down the beaches,
No need for destinations, just along for the ride.
So much has changed, since those days.
And now I’m leaving. Don’t think I can stay,
I’m sorry…
Thirty years old, vexed and angry,
Double vision, masquerades as open eyes.
‘Til shit becomes so pigeonholed that you percolate,
Seep through the other side…
On their debut record, the London hardcore upstarts cross-up mosh-ready fare with melancholic ambient passages, weeping guitars, and virtuosic vocal harmonies, but its romantic veneer is much more complicated than it seems. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 30, 2019