I've channeled every handful of senselessness into a bottomless pit & I'm still watching it overflow. Every shipwreck, each and every ache. I'm still watching it overflow. It borders a frame with snapped supports, the ageing rust spills out. My hollow ghost alive in the breeze, dust as I breathe. I'm told this is just a wave that needs riding out. The humming of this machine is fading now. A round of applause for the optimists in us; let the bellowing of our joined hands lead them home. Lead them home, lead them home, keep me whole, lead me home.
credits
from Swan Songs,
released April 5, 2013
Lyrics by Max Buchanan
supported by 5 fans who also own “02/05/2012 (Our Joined Hands)”
blackwing is still my favourite cloudkicker release but subsume sure is up there. I think I prefer the original to the remaster honestly (it's been a while though, I'll have to listen again soon) katsumashi