material
it pulled the concentration out
to a memory
I wished I had forgotten
ideal
they’re washed beyond fabrication
into a hibernation
at least there was a day to seize
don’t look forward too far
everything grows naturally
think too fast for maturity
and complicate this order
breaking down the border
in this natural order
we are merely porters
realign the stars
sleeping in our cars
captivate in bars
where the numbers mean nothing
and nothing takes the stage
the doors to freedom broken
piss bottles line the cage
where words just aren’t spoken
chalk on the whiteboard
ink on the blackboard
we’re all getting bored
are loading screens this long?
The Seams' jangly pop is full of lovely melodic twists and elegant turns-of-phrases delineating the quotidian details of love and romance. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2018