It's a travesty to even think for one moment you were there
Flicking through the final chapter
Making plans for a secret little getaway
Tangled knots of discourse as the wind twisted her hair
Oh my god you make it look so fucking easy
How'd you do it, to yourself
Who are you
To tell my tale
Some kind of profit
Sent down its no good to me
Wrote down all the reasons in a message to her heart
Tried to muster some foundation, as to when, it fell apart
A endless fascination for the coldness of her mind
Found it in a lonely corner
Sat down on the floor
And watched you
Watched you cry
Who are you
To tell my tale
some kind of profit
sent down, no good
In your head, the world keeps spinning
she said
'There's no more hope for me'
credits
from Now What Then,
released October 9, 2012
Written by: P. Knox, Produced by Colin Sipos
J. Acker - Vox
J. Gagen - Bass
P. Knox - Guitar
M. Ortiz - Drums and Percussion
90s alternative of the Pacific Northwest persuasion is given a lushly lo-fi update on this existential guitar record from Prathloons. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 10, 2022