rest your head upon me
i have seen your failures multiply
and the folds of your eyes draw a line
to the bedroom you left far behind
just as i left mine
let me stand, i am leaving for a while
this childish place in our minds
this old rusty blade in our sides
that will whittle our bodies in time
down to nothing
set your gaze beyond me, i have tried
your woebegone way to abide
your hard-hearted ocean to cry
now we're too old for biding our time
and i'm not waiting
Introspective pop songs with transcendent melodies offer a joyful meditation on staying present in a world that often moves too fast. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 16, 2023