In the place where the clouds hang low
And seven broken goats don't go
All the things that I'd wish I'd known
To keep suckling at your teet
And in the dark at the back of my mind
I'm opening my eye
Scratch the till I go blind
But I just can't kill the beat
Well, what are you running from?
Wise men told me they could save my son
Born in trouble, sparks for mother's blood
Teeth in your spit, loosen your grip on the sun
Drunk on water but the flames crawl upwards
Despite my love and everyday I'm one
Well if she was a mighty man
She'd tell all about her plan
Or plant bushes and burning sand
With a beat I have to keep
Instead it's a woman's grace
And every child that takes her place
Burns with embers from her face
And I think it's got to be
Well, what are you running from?
Wise men told me they could save my son
Born in trouble, sparks for mother's blood
Teeth in your spit, loosen your grip on the sun
Drunk on water but the flames crawl upwards
I am so hungry, time to give in
You ramble on but the apple's one
I can't rewind my sin
In the desert
Blackwater
Forty nights
For the father
Oh
Born in trouble, sparks for mother's blood
Teeth in your spit, loosen your grip on the sun
Drunk on water but the flames crawl upwards
Despite my love and everyday I'm one
credits
from Still Flux,
released April 28, 2016
Still Flux is John Castillo, Johnny Syriani, Luke Winer, and David Hernon.
Recorded/Mixed by Marcelo (Chelo) Suarez.
Mastered by Marcelo (Chelo) Suarez.
Montreal indie-rock mainstays combat tech-age ennui with a rowdy return to form, catharsis enabled through catchiness. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 22, 2020