Killed the car engine
As we came into the clearing
The compound up ahead
You in shotgun, kind of reeling
drunk on possibility
We could almost taste it in the air
Sunlight off the dashboard
And its color in your hair
Out in the sticks
Devote our lives to the needy and the sick
And the inter dimensional beings
Will guide us with their teachings
You said you first left home to get away
But all those scene dudes who propped up the power structures that were put in place to make you powerless
Well they were everywhere!
And when you heard about the sweet relieving feeling
That came with his healing
You thought maybe maybe maybe you belong here
You belong here
Live off the land
Build it up with our own two hands
And the inter dimensional beings
Will tether us to their teachings
Rising Philadelphia band balance oversized pop punk hooks with vivid, intimate lyrics, presenting a raw, honest vision of guitar music. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2022