last June
you lay sprawled
over the table cloth
wrapped in a real cute shawl
she stirred, i muttered
let's start early
some birds cooed
she kissed the hem of my shirt
our filthy eyes are inept designs
with tropical crayons
we live outside the lines
i want to see you for seconds
this blue i use
it matches you
but won't diffuse
the tension brewing
a lighter hue
will have to do
bright green moons
and dead-end clues
we're old news
like Bright Eyes tunes
turn the page
is our excuse
i want you in the worst way
i want to hold your hand
in spring or summer
either way
i'll take you home every goddamn day
no i won't say a word
not a single word
i swear on my brother's grave
i swear, i swear
i swear on my brother
Self-described "power goth" band from Colorado goes maximalist with a strident album inspired by ’90s pop punk, emo, and alternative. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 30, 2023