another city park bench
another sky full of stars i’m loath to share
with company
and saline in the air
parliaments, arguments
it’s senseless how we got here
there’s no narrative to share
there’s only sense in moments, in moments, these moments
‘til we piece them all together
at the end
is this the end of sameness?
so comfortable to slip in
be they fingers be they ruts
alone in open water with my bad habits
together at the end
a forever codependency
when’d you get so joyless?
foreshadow the view
that made it all new
we had it all
i don’t need no sympathy
or ceremony
we had it all
thought you’d have your weekends free
thought you’d have weaker knees
so shake shake, and fly fly
when your pipe dreams just get you high
it all goes up in smoke
was it rum or was it coke?
as i carry you like a laundry bag
with a shoulder throw
and a desperate shag
oh no
it’s all gone
so let this be our swan song
next time
i’ll leave you like i found you
leave you like i found you
leave you like i found you
foreshadow the view
that made it all new
we had it all
i don’t need no sympathy
or ceremony
we had it all
foreshadow the view
that made it all new
we had it all
i don’t need no sacrament
or ceremony
we had it all
it all
Rising UK trio FES balance math rock's instrumental mischief with pop punk's anthemic sweetness for a distinctive, endearing sound. Bandcamp New & Notable May 4, 2022