In the dentist’s chair
Waiting on the lightning bolt
Metal machine music
Ringing my conductor skull
Thinking on your counsel:
“Nest no wounded bird.
Mind your hero complex.
Mine never really worked.
It only brought me trouble.
It only gave me hurt.
But I don’t really have the right to say.
Everybody’s different;
I’m the same.
You stumble in the dark,
Forget your place,
End up this way.”
Tickling the trigger
Artless at the hive
Crashing around, tonedeaf
Daring you to die
Mumbling, “I love you,”
Coughing bloody yolk
Threading a minefield, blind
Angry, and I didn’t know
I could spit so spiteful
I could cut so clean
So I don’t even have the right to say
Anything is different;
I’m the same
Fronting through the part
with a straight face
Wired this way
Moved in meditation
Comfort in the current course
Watching regret and shame
Alchemize to wise remorse
Today I’m done escaping
Tomorrow I reserve the right
To splinter the peace accord
Kill it with my despot mind
Floating toward a channel
Narrow but it’s clear
I don’t even have the right to say
I understand what’s “different” or “the same”
Standing at your door
I’m taking shape
Working away
You know that feeling you get when you’ve lost something you didn’t know you lost but you know you are looking for ? And know with even further affirmation it was lost and you were in deed looking because you finally recognize it when you found it ? Every time I see the word “COPE” I think of how there’s no irony that I think of this voice, lyrics and music that helped me do just that. It’s so many heavenly things. Please let this be the voice I hear on my final journey to meet my ma room_237
Jesus was a black communist jew from Palestine 🇵🇸 to that alone can I say amen, not the white Californian surfer dude evil empire distortion we get today rocketredfern
With “In Silver Halides,” Lowpines have created a collection of rich, textured, deeply-felt rock songs abounding in small sonic details. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 26, 2018