As it is

okay.

Still Remembering

The Great Depression

The Question, The Answer

The Reaper (feat. Aaron Gillespie)

Hey Rachel

The Stigma (Boys Don’t Cry)

If You Died Right Now, What Would They Remember?

Across the White Water Tower - White Light

Dial Tones X (feat. Holding Absence)

Dial Tones X (feat. Holding Absence)

This is the sound of the Constitution breathing — proud, untamed, and roaring back to life.

American Republic

Your map’s all wrong your sky ain’t blue

Cassette hearts still spin in the dark
Rewind me to when the nights had sparks
Arcade cathedral, fluorescent glow
We were kings of a world moving slow

Synth waves crash on a Polaroid shore
Your laughter caught in a Polaroid war
Mixtape confessions, side A, side B
Every song was a promise you gave to me

We drove with the windows down
Chasing the tail-lights out of this town
Time was a VHS tape we could rewind
Now the tracking’s gone and you’re hard to find

Oh, take me back to the neon scripture
Where every heartbeat had a drum machine picture
We were immortal in acid-washed blue
Dancing on rooftops, me and you

Under the flicker of a dying star
We swore the 80s would never be far
But the credits rolled and the screen went black
Play it again… just bring it back!

Bring it back!

Walkman ghosts in the autumn rain
Singing “Don’t You Want Me” through the pain
MTV angels with halo static
Promised us futures made of plastic

We wore our loneliness like Members Only pride
Kept our secrets in Trapper Keepers inside

Every mall was a kingdom, every food court a throne
Now the fountains are dry and we’re overthrown
The DeLorean rusted, the flux capacitor died
No 1.21 gigawatts left to cry

All our tomorrows turned into yesterdays
And the radio only plays songs we can’t face

Under the flicker of a dying star
We swore the 80s would never be far
But the credits rolled and the screen went black
Play it again… just bring it back!

Just bring it back!

Do you still have the mixtape I made?
Track 7 skips where I said your name…

Oh, echo back through the analog night
Where the skyline bled in magenta light
We were beautiful, reckless, and true
Swore the 80s would never leave us two

Now I’m a ghost in a world too clear
Singing to strangers who weren’t there
If you hear this song on a broken wave
Turn it up loud… and visit my grave

Visit my grave...

Bring It Back!

One Reality

1000 Lies

rock band from brighton via minneapolis via detroit.

The Reaper (feat. Aaron Gillespie)

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