Whenever I am carried along
Long forgotten, like a rock in your pocket
Deep inside I can not see
But I feel every step that is taken
Sometimes in the middle of the place where I know I have fallen
I forget I can balance, I forget I can uncover my eyes
Riding wordless, the dial set in dead center
Riding wordless, the level is halfway between left and right
And if I sometimes lack a little bit of concentration
Well I make up for it in other convincing ways
If you get a little in over your head,
Sometimes you get to float
And as you drift along you get to catch up on the episodes
You missed when you were doing time in summer school
The names have all been changed
Don’t worry, we’ll all be protected
To get where I’m going I don’t need to sell the most subscriptions
I don’t need to play the trumpet, or pretend I can walk in step
To get where I’m going I don’t need to know what, I’m heading for
And in its own time the red line will find true magnetic north
Hypnotic and texturally dense post-punk wound around elemental grooves from Vulture Feather, featuring members of Wilderness. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 13, 2023