Kaleidoscoping commotion
Twist and tumble to build some kind of stacked and jagged reaction

Fingertip correlation
Somebody whispered that time was only built to monetize - to quantify - to crucify

Whatever happened is what happened
But what matters is what happens next

Kissing booths and aeroplanes
We swam across the sky and with the slightest touch left our mark on God's left eye
The wheel of time is in motion
Time is everlasting; time is that thought that escaped and it's the biggest liar of all

Whatever happened is what happened
But what matters is what happens next
And if this is what was wanted from it all
Well, everything that rises was bound to fall

Romanticizing devotion
Redacted phone calls, Siamese statements that read:
"If there's a word on the page, then there's ink in the pen"
Sycophantic dissension; permissible as pretense
All of those steps that you followed are the same ones that lead you back home

Whatever happened is what happened
But what matters is what happens next
And if this is what was wanted from it all
Well, straight a match, burn it down, count the ashes as they fall
Cause if this is what was wanted from it all
Well, everything that rises was bound to fall

God's Left Eye

If you give a man an island he will promptly ask for the sea
So tell him the salt inside the waves will have to do

Like the seasons I repeat myself to make sure I'm real
Real enough to keep the mask from falling
To stay up straight like a waterless dam

Light is metered, but darkness is free
When the invoice arrives, just bill it to me

Summer's heat dried Autumn's leaves
Winter came and brought its chill
In Spring, she tended to the garden
So she married for the thrill

Time is never lost, but given away
Or at least it's better to think that way

You are the needle that's scratching my records
I hate the sound, but I love this song
You are the car, I am only the driver
You are the lawyer that's proving me wrong

Knobs are turning to change the station
But the only words that I can make out
Are "sell" and "soul" and "new" and "old"
So instead I'll just turn it off

Sell/Soul

The new single from the upcoming untitled full length record.

LYRICS

She's a fox when she's walking in sunlight 
She's a devil walking in the shade 
Clasped hands in the book that she's reading 
By a fire that is starting to fade 

Now, now, how'd you think to expose me? 
I'm getting down on my knees 
Space orbit and I'm burning in free fall 
Crash-landed, now I'm starting to freeze 

She's a weather balloon 
She is a puzzle turned up-side down 
She is the moon, she is the cradle 
She is a baby wearing a crown 

My God, I don't think I can handle 
She thinks I'm right but I know that she's wrong 
She's the needle that's scratching my records 
I hate the sound, but I love this song 

She's a bull chasing after a firetruck 
She's a snake spitting venom on me 
I'm a window 
That woman's hand-painted stained glass in the sanctuary 

She's a weather balloon 
She is a puzzle turned up-side down 
She is the moon, she is the cradle 
She is a baby wearing a crown 

-- 

She looked hard at the other side 
Said, "I don't know where I'm going 
"But I'll find my way back home this time 
"Inside. Alone."

Credits
Recorded by Matt Smith at Greywind Recording Studio. 
www.greywindrecording.com

Single Art by St. Francis Art
www.etsy.com/shop/stfrancisart

Layout and Design by LukaLark Designs
www.lukalark.com

Weather Balloon

Recorded at Standard Electric Recorders https://www.standardelectricrecorders.com/

Poison Coats