Part animal, it's the new indelible,
procedure medical, my favorite chemical,
the purest properties, in perfect harmony,
how could I disagree? or fight this clarity?
We sit around wasting the light,
all you wanna do is talk talk talk into the light.
Sometimes I think that you crave problems,
and it makes me think:
about the universe, and all the stars,
about the black holes, and how lucky humans are,
about the grains of sand, the insignificants,
about the little things and how we're just a part of it.
How many times can I breathe into your skin
without a barricade to hold my thinking in?
I do no want to stop this mess the music made.
Carry on as if this debt has not been overpaid.
Whenever I say that there's nothing to do,
it's only because I've thought the options through.
It's no one's fault, we're just helpless,
and I lose my cool...
about the universe, and all the stars,
about the black holes, and how lucky humans are,
about the grains of sand, the insignificants,
about the little things and how we're just a part of it.
credits
from Crawl,
released August 31, 2015
Music and Lyrics By Travis Kinnear
Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Cam Steacy
New York indie pop duo embark on an ambitious, ecstatic spirit quest, crafted with continuous listening in mind; a dreamy, rewarding loop. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 7, 2023