what's fair to the prey of your senses?
a smile, a punch? what's a pinch anymore?
it's unanswerable in this modern 'paint the model' consumption
let's give a fair pinch of ideas to the one who's reciprocal for kicks and what's coming
the conversation is wailing and shifting
we're soldering nerves
for in the future feeling dissipates
but the going away has always been happening
with this west and this buckling kinship and unplanned mountains
march the precipice with no regards to wagging tongues tittering
and headless chicken souls going banshee
and match the sink in what it catches
because any school once reverent is now open to revenge
running on or over strangers with anonymous benefit
who is born dry? no one
we're sunk like heavy toes in the tranquil sucking sand
trenches own a certain dig
and if the depth is quality isolation
the sides are sharp and they form a circle
so a man can meet himself
credits
from EP TWO,
released August 17, 2010
Vocals and Lyrics by Chris Simonds
A darker and more expansive album for an already dark and expansive band. You & I is the aural equivalent of moving through the depths of an empty forest at midnight thrownofan