Perforated watermark, tattoo on your trigger finger
I’m just here cause it’s cold
Covered up in tin foil, not a lot of light gets in
What used to be for sale now is sold
Wishing before you were born, California navel orange
But you had to lose ‘em at the table
Cinderella, out of breath, tell the story with the rest
I’ll try to get this out if I am able
Nebraska farm boy
Running to the promised land
Will play this all by ear
Without any practice
You feel it rising with the mercury, Euclidean geometry
Any two points can be joined
By a road or a line, an air-conditioned lucky find
It’s easy if you learn to work the system
Rev the engine, pop the clutch
We really don’t get out too much
It’s best to read in only two dimensions
Take some time if you’d like
Close the cover before you strike
Let’s forget that this was mentioned
A wildfire’s burning
Racing through the promised land
And we got sand castle buckets and shovels
And never enough practice
Hypnotic and texturally dense post-punk wound around elemental grooves from Vulture Feather, featuring members of Wilderness. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 13, 2023