EP_One

STREAM ON SPOTIFY

Retcon

Part 04 - Fear Itself - Feat Bindi Barz

The Tea Set

Voodoo People

I Just Want To Feel Better

The Playground - Robert Grigg & Combstead

Written/Produced by Ben George and Age of Iguana

Ben George- Guitar, vox
Chris Taranto- Guitar
Bernard Hickey- Bass
Hans Waldmann- Keys, Backuo vox, Tamborine
Aiden Smith- Drums

Recorded by Richard Putnam and Age of Iguana at Reverie studios Coburg

Mixed and mastered by Simon Polinski at Laundry goat studios

Satellites

come find me in a perfect memory
wrong life with only one thing left to be
let’s turn back around and hide 
behind the summers of our youth
untide unlive unwelcome and undo
untide

changes swirl outside
cutting the anchors to our past
the old bakery gone, the old playground too
even our concrete homes collapsed

and what to do when each day speaks in a colder cipher
and the earth spins faster still?
the chips in the china—a sharp reminder
we’re past the date of our fullest fill...

untide
live in the rewind
untide
the more hopeless the more we try

come find me in a perfect memory
wrong life with only one thing left to be
let’s turn back around and hide 
between the summers of our youth
untide unpain unshatter and undo
untide

young wolves snarl outside
bleeding the mammoths of our times
our heroes shed their shiny skins
while theirs flaunt their flawed designs

and what to do when each day brings a harsher sentence
of the world in which you and I danced?
they don’t even unwrap our presents—
it is us they fight against...

untide
live in the rewind
untide
the more hopeless the more we try

come find me in a perfect memory
long slide with only one thing left to be
let those who are fools deny 
that we were wondrous in our youth
untide unlose unwrinkle and undo
untide

Support Gom

Untide

Thanks to my buddy Randy for gettin in there and workin on this song great fun cheers. more of Rockin Axes @https://soundcloud.com/randy-j-belculfine

Chasing Dreams - Belculfine / Combstead

breadcrumb paths are endless
paved with mold and misery
trapped in a prison of meaning
where every map appears to be broken

so mime the dance within your view
and cast the anger straight to their hearts
as thought forms blindfold us
sleepwalking during a psychic war

this dialectic coma
just a projection upon the cave wall
uninformed or misinformed
mimetic passenger only by default

this psychic warfare
in an information desert
this dialectic coma
projections from the fourth wall



In-formation Desert

Fruit Punch

https://www.instagram.com/16nostylisht/
Email:martin.z.gonda@gmail.com

The Tea Set

Sïckö

Recent comments

sickvicious

DonJonSixO

Steve Liebschwager

LastSin

Related tracks