we felt so strong about the little songs
we wrote, man we felt like heroes
shout through the screen, we swore it was a scene
no urge in reaching casino
but now it’s gone, we packed it up, moved on
those days they circle down the drain
want to return, but that sun doesn’t burn
it’s only pain, so
let’s look fondly upon times we galloped with the horses
every other memory to the roaches on our corpses
prance along the path as if by unseen forces
it’s every other memory to the roaches on our corpses
let those sparks hit someone else down wind
they’ll sing like larks until they too shed their skin
as for our sins, they’ll be left to the monarchs
they’ll rush in as we head into the dark
last blink, they cheer
they drink our tears
let’s shrink no fear
they drink our tears
let’s look fondly upon times we galloped with the horses
every other memory to the roaches on our corpses
prance along the path as if by unseen forces
it’s every other memory to the roaches on our corpses
This Calgary group makes goth-y post-punk attired in the brightly colorful arrangements of bleep-boop synthesized psychedelia. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 3, 2024