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Produced and mixed by Gabe Wax
Mastered by Ruairi O’Flaherty (Nomograph Mastering)
Cover by Wrenne Evans
lyrics
From up here I can see it all
The trees are big, the leaves are small
If I could be a little more
Like leaves in the wind, I'd float for sure
Everything feels heavy and I can't hold
Another pound of ashes in the Boston cold
Everything is plastic in possessive nouns
Solipsistic people keep bringing me down
Welcome home
Glued to the screens all flashing red
I hide my book and fake dead
Maybe I should live off the grid
Make lists of things I never did
Everything is melting and I can't cool
They didn't teach me how to calm down in school
Everything is nothing on unnamed streets
This all tastes sour when they call it sweet
Welcome home
One day I swear I'm getting out
There will be nothing to lie about
I can pledge truth and truth alone
My body's glass, I'll make it stone
Everything is half when I need it whole
Now they're trying to call this rock n' roll
Everything is nothing when you look up close
And that's what fucking hurts me the most
That's what fucking hurts me the most
That's what fucking hurts me the most
Welcome home
This is a record about that most important and yet most difficult thing: faith. It is spellbinding in its emotional honesty and heartbreaking in its invitation to intimacy. Don't pass it by. narvikwinter
It's definetely one of the coziest records I head in a while. You know, in calming and intimately soothing way. Really glad I came across this record by surprise while checking my BC feed.
Cheers for the songwriter! 🍷 sworn2black