Yellow daffodils, pressed to paper
Coming down from a night uninhibited
To Christopher Wallace
I didn't know but now I know
And now I know I can never not know
Repeated forever
Of which i caught a glimpse
Maybe this is what Jim was talking about
Informercials melted before my eyes
I thought that this was how it would always be
From here on out
I sat bathed in that old anxious green as emotions
Ran away from me
The only escape I saw was to let go of everything and everyone I'd ever known or been
That was the night I died, I had to let go and I let go
Melodic post-grunge that eschews all of the negative connotations of that phrase and embraces all the positives: huge hooks, huge-r riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 8, 2023