For all the shit I could not understand,
In my depression, empty heart and feeble hands,
The anchorline's a strand and I'll be damned if I don't go,
These years were not for show,
I've watched the leaves fall from the trees and trust the ground will break after the cold.
The things you think you know,
Blown away with the first sign of a storm. So I keep looking for the grain,
In the soil for the unknown,
The life beyond my bones,
The words I need not say to hope, I'll reap more than what I have sewn,
Reading truth spelled in the stars before I lift my hand to throw a stone. Life is not what you hold,
I'll use my strength for letting go.
I won't ask why, I am using all my strength for letting go. Pages turn with the tides ever-changing coming and going,
And the clouds in the sky as they keep on with their rolling, Head down, take a step,
As I do my growing,
I am a flower that's open to the morning.
I won't ask why to the mourning.
New York hardcore meets classic thrash metal meets Jane's Addiction-esque alternative on the Brooklyn crushers' sensational debut. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 13, 2023