It might take 13 hours in prime time
More like 8 or nine in yours and mine
We might be walking for many days
We might forget about everything we’ve seen and heard
We might forget to even come up for air this time, this time
There might be many tears in one mind
Ancient necromancy, hypnotism denounced
I think I might have heard this all once or twice before
But now I’ve got my spirit hat on
The one with the extra piece of glowing light
This time
Everything takes the shape of the thing that holds it in
Everything needs to grow toward the same blinding light
Trees stay small if they grow too closely to the sea
Water spins the other way around, when you’re down below the midway line
If not satisfied, all will be made right
Objects in the mirror appear
A little light
Find the photographs taken of your mother
Out of order, out of focus in black and white
Some time somewhere in between Detroit and Florida
A sudden rain came in between the high and low tide
We’ll not be drying out any time soon, we’ll not be drying out
This time, this time
Sprightly, eccentric EP from a New Zealand-based post-punk outfit featuring members of Trust Punks, Cool Cult, and Long Distance. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 11, 2024