single to Coral Grief's upcoming self titled EP, out May 14th!

CRUMBLE

If I Had To Choose

Real Life

Goner

Ecos

Take time 
Don’t want to fight
But the words you said
Somewhat unfair 
And I don’t know how
You and me, my friend
Can start again
Can start again

Or that’s how
It always seemed
When the blood spilled out
One moment, the next
It would all cool down
You and me, my friend
Seemed always better
With than without

Drains fast
Rushing like water
Through your hands
Threatening to rip us off
From the banks
Where nothing grows
And all your faith
Is all that floats

Oh well
Nothing could stop us
From spilling out
All of our guts 
Into something now
You and me, my friend
We’ve had our go
You know?

And that’s alright
And that’s alright
And always was
And always was
And always was
And always was
And always was
And always was
And always was
And always was

And that’s alright
And that’s alright
And always was
And that’s alright
And that’s alright
And always was
And that’s alright

Performed by Stray Fossa (W. Evans, N. Evans, Z. Blount)
Lyrics by William J Evans
Music by William J Evans and Nicholas Warren Evans

Produced and mixed by William Evans

Cover art by Melissa Santamaría

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photography by: jessica gibbs
artwork by: melanie sarria
recorded by: airhockey
mixed & mastered by: sebastian hidalgo

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Backwards

Twin Rains - The Evil That You Know (Let it Go)

A Sweet Thought

Resolve To Burn

[Verse 1]
Walking in to see what I see
lets me be where I’m at to know
how I think through the shape of me.
Identity speaks in echoes slow—
how I walk, how I look, how I feel to want,
how I enter the self to carry the front.
To marinate in thought becomes design,
and that design becomes the mind.

[Pre-Chorus]
I walk into myself to see,
a mirror made of memory.

⸻

[Chorus]
I am my spatial anomaly,
held in the thread of identity.
I come from time, I carry place,
and inside the code, I trace my face.
What I feel is how I find
this universe inside my mind.

⸻

[Verse 2]
A natural state, a DNA phrase,
the holding of hands in ancestral ways.
I think to feel, I feel to know,
and all that flows becomes my flow.
Traits and memories shape my sight,
and spatial threads become my light.
Family lines and memory codes
become the stars that mark my road.

[Bridge — Spoken, with ambient echo]
I’m not always thinking who I am,
but the thought still moves through the dam.
I tiptoe into being real,
but sometimes truth is just what I feel.

⸻

[Chorus]
I am my spatial anomaly,
held in the thread of identity.
I come from time, I carry place,
and inside the code, I trace my face.
What I feel is how I find
this universe inside my mind.

⸻

[Outro]
And when I go, I will be known—
by the shape of the space I called my own.
Even when I’m not always here,
I echo in time. I remain sincere.

Ecos

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