Album track from 'DIVE!' (out 5 June), written and sung by bassist Allan Wiseman, featuring lead guitar by christopher rye (who also produced the song). Band trivia: christopher added (and sang) the line "but not for me!" as his response to hearing the title was "NO IT ISN'T!" Unusually, the gorgeous sounding lead guitar was recorded using a Chapman ML3 instead of christopher's Strat.

DIVE!

Forgiving is Easy

A blend of vulnerability, dark humour and stark honesty, it captures the quiet chaos of emotional collapse through compulsive cycles of self-sabotage and despair.

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Burning Bridges

Love’s A Loaded Gun (And I Pulled The Trigger)

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Lyrics

Intro – Spoken/half-sung, atmospheric]
Yeah, they trim the trees,
They rake the fire away.
Build fences strong,
But can’t outrun the laws today.

[Verse 1]
Juan’s got a scar that runs ear to chin,
Said it came from Sonora, not from sin.
He brings his boy on Sundays, just to play
Near the pool he’ll never swim in anyway.

[Verse 2]
Mowin’ lawns under redwood shade,
Hands in dirt while the rich get paid.
Sings to the birds in broken slang—
Every word feels like a chain that hangs.

[Verse 3]
They came last night in unmarked vans,
Took three men like they weren’t even men.
Left their tools in the morning dew,
Leaf blowers still, boots filled with truth.

Verse – Chicano’s Voice]
I send my pay to a border town,
Where mamá lights candles when the sun goes down.
My name’s not ‘hey’ or ‘you in the hat
I got stories, but no time for that.


[Bridge – whispered, rising tension]
Is this freedom, is this fear?
Do we only welcome those we mirror?
My friend cries but hides his face—
Guilt’s a shadow you can’t erase.

[Final Chorus – crescendo, all-out delivery]
They build your world and vanish in the smoke,
Names unspoken, dreams that broke.
You walk on marble, they crawl through flames,
Still you can’t even learn their names.
No green card, no last call—
But they stood taller than us all.

Eucalyptus Blues

If you've ever felt like a ghost in a getaway car...

★ Raw • Haunting • Cathartic ★

Dive into a ghost story where pop-punk’s confessional rage meets hauntcore’s eerie intimacy. This acoustic-driven track wraps desperate highway imagery ("headlights, red lights, sirens bright") in stripped back guitar rawness, capturing the exhaustion of outrunning your own shadow.

Key themes:

☠️ Self haunting (“I’m my own worst memory”)

🚗 Escapism’s dead ends (“Can’t outrun myself in either lane”)

⚰️ Resignation (“Dig myself into a little plot of grass”)

Lyrics:

I distanced myself to see what would stay near
Admittedly I don't see much, all too clear
Head lights, red lights, and sirens bright at the rear
But the subject in the mirror is much closer than it appears

And I see it now, the ghost I tried to leave
Following me down these empty streets
I believe it now, like you used to say
I'm my own worst memory

Windows down, July rain as cold as your glare
Heavy is the head, cold wind, silence in the air
Better left unsaid, can't speak what's not here
Never tried my best, couldn't make myself seem to care

But every mile I drive is a roadside flare
Double parked going sixty, lighting a cigarette, texting "I'm almost there"
Can’t outrun myself, in either lane, always left, right, disappear
Wind blows tumble weeds down a familiar road of tears

And I see it now, the ghost I tried to leave
Following me down these empty streets
I believe it now, like you used to say
I'm my own worst memory

Am I running from the past or chasing what’s ahead?
These sirens behind me can’t drown what’s in my dread
The lights are getting closer, fear is getting clear
Is it a dead end ahead or highway deer

Rearview conversations I never will outpace
Every mile marker takes a turn to make their case
Tires drift the shoulder, rubber stays in place
Fell asleep at the wheel trying to erase

And I see it now, where I was supposed to be
Spent to much time at lights in disbelief
I believe you now, I just don't trust the memory
Cause you can't get that far with a tank on E

I missed my turn a while back
Think I'll park in the shade
Dig myself into a little plot of grass
I tire of taking winding paths too fast, too fast

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Wild Thing, 
can you see?
The love you emit 
has changed me
At the furthest end,
I've hung up my rage.
It's not something you need to see
In this day and age.

I've been walking
On these brittle eggshells
Worried that anything sudden
Would cause us to lose ourselves
But I have a chance,
I don't plan to lose.
I'm going to rewrite my future
Into a future with you.

Wild thing,
How does it feel?
That the love I emit
Is nothing short of real.

I've been walking
On these brittle eggshells
Worried that anything sudden
Would cause us to lose ourselves
But I have a chance,
I don't plan to lose.
I'm going to rewrite my future
Into a future with you.

I will hold my breath,
But only for you
I will love you to death
Through and through.


Eggshells

American

Bad Love

Explore the magical world of music through the lense of a North Carolina songwriter who provides wholesome original music to be enjoyed by anyone for a lifetime. Like Tombstone Chronicles, and Tombstone Chronicles II, Tombstone Chronicles III is filled with music from different genres simply because expressions in life are very seldom homogenous. Kick out the jams and the stories found in a Tombstone Chronicle

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Second Floor Light” is an alternative rock reflection on stillness, isolation, and the quiet rituals that fill empty days. Written from the glow of a single room, the song captures the strange comfort of routine and the haunting awareness that change can happen without movement.
Layered guitars, soft grit in the vocals, and a lingering sense of time passing all build into a slow, emotional release.

🕯️ For anyone who’s ever watched the light stay on a little too long.

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Eggshells

THE QUIET RUIN

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