Spilling into where it should begin,
their simple eyes are not a disguise to me.
I can see what you are surround me,
so many lies hang onto the complements.
What’s left so boldly disrespects all
that is shown and what’s still in confidence
wont stand for all that has been asked.
Of course your simple eyes are not a disguise.
Gentle time shows no sign of a compromise; still bringing it down.
The sides tipped over turning trimmings into all that’s left, required inside. inside the spoon we designated as a wishing well. Forget the desire.
Show surprise so all can see the withered lights, windowless, making craters left behind.
Chasing after driving ideas (should have sold). Of course it wouldn’t have the same result
as looking glasses implemented into brides. A stare in the direction still to blame
for every time it turns the eye and catches fire. deep down I always felt we were the same
More bright, upbeat rippers from Canadian rockers Century Egg, splitting the difference between garage rock scuzz and noise pop sugar. Bandcamp New & Notable May 19, 2021