It's the time of year when the hot thick air
of the Dog Day seasons start signaling
it's the end of what has kept me here
so why does distance seem so threatening?
And the nights are long, and the fireflies,
each one an old memory,
brings to mind the people that I've loved
who've drifted so far from me.
Those days are gone and we're left behind,
struggling to find which life is mine.
We're all growing up, what do I have to show?
Just dead friendships at a heartbreaking tempo
No more regrets, no could have beens.
There is no Future to believe in.
Just remember the nights we shared the star filled skies,
made ill-fated memories in each other's eyes.
In each other's eyes.
The highway lines, the ones that divide,
are so easy to cross, but we never do.
We make excuses for our laziness,
and live our routines, letting days run through.
Until the greatest gap between us is time,
the unseen mountain you can never shake.
The next time we might meet might be at
one of our own wakes.
Those days are gone and we're left behind,
struggling to find which life is mine.
We're all growing up, what do I have to show?
Just dead friendships at a heartbreaking tempo
No more regrets, no could have beens.
There is no Future to believe in.
All I'm asking for is one more day.
It's getting hard to walk away.
Hard to walk away.
I wish I could promise you one more year,
one more day we'd be around.
But I have to admit, I'm not so sure,
When so many of my friends have been put in the ground.
Keep your memories, as close as you keep your friends,
and fight the distance that breaks ties.
With oceans of pavement and time against you,
waist deep in water, stem the tide.
On their debut record, the London hardcore upstarts cross-up mosh-ready fare with melancholic ambient passages, weeping guitars, and virtuosic vocal harmonies, but its romantic veneer is much more complicated than it seems. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 30, 2019