This is the soundtrack, of the hopeless kin.
The swansong of all the loves that could have been.
Of all the times falling out and in, and in again.
Do you remember? Can you recall? Remember the bed's you've seen? Remember the skin's you've touched? All the luscious lips caressing your bruised ones? Remember the conversations? Remember the instigations.
Cause I can't remember anything. They all blended in with the bending in. And I'm bending in. I'm bending in.
It's hard to understand that we're going nowhere man.
This dead-end town full of "never again" 's.
Where going out is giving in to broken hearts and ruptured skin. I'm going down.
Turn up the sound of the drunken stutters.
Of the smothered midnight voicemail dial's.
Oh, our youth.
Their delirious looks in bathroom stalls.
Where the incomplete compete for closure of lost lovers.
For the "stay with me" 's.
And perfume stained sheets.
from B L U S H
released November 25, 2016
B L U S H was recorded in October 2015 at The Ranch in Southampton. Engineered by Daly George and produced and mixed by Neil Kennedy. Mastering by Brad Boatright at Audiosiege.
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