IT’S SIX O’CLOCK AND THE SOUND I STILL HEAR
IS MAKING THE PRESENT TALK
I PUT ON A SHIRT AND IT SMELLS LIKE FEAR
LIKE DAYS TURNING INTO SCARS
DIVE INTO THE STARS AND THE WAY THEY SPIN
LIKE BULLETS PASSING ME BY
I MANAGE TO DODGE THEM BUT STILL THEY SLIP
REMINDING THAT NOW IS THE PAST
COME CLOSER
AND TOUCH THE WRINKLES COVERING ME
HOW CAN I GET OLDER
WHEN YOU’RE STUCK IN YOUR MID-TWENTIES
COME CLOSER
AND TOUCH THE WRINKLES COVERING ME
HOW CAN I GET OLDER
WHEN YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE THAT SEES ME
ONLY ONE THAT SEES
IT’S SIX O’CLOCK AND IT’S TOO LATE I THINK
I’M PUTTING THE CANDLE OUT
IT’S FUNNY TO SEE HOW IT’S COMFORTING
TO GROPE ALONG IN THE DARK
IT’S SIX O’CLOCK AND IT’S THE END I THINK
OF WHEN WAS THE VERY START
AND SOON I’LL DISSOLVE INTO EVERYTHING
BUT COSMOS DON’T TEAR US APART
Cacophonous mash of noise, electronic sounds and vocals powered by energetic walls of drums. Listen loud, jump often. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 28, 2014
Portland shoegaze that plays, as the best representatives of the genre do, with huge, hollow atmosphere against intimate observations. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 23, 2016