It's so good to see you, but I can't seem to
feel the crushing tide
And I don't have to drive by old skies
To know you're not inside
Did you think I wouldn't notice the slow death
Did you hear the voices call
You should do whatever heals you
You need to. Don't break that baby's arm
You wear that black dress well
Take it off on Tuesday morning
I used to watch that dark horse run
through the veins in Lucy's Arm
It's not enough
I'm not in love
Do whatever heals you
But I don't need to see you on the coast
And I don't have to drop by North Sky
To know you're not inside
Don't call me up for nothing
Come down
Slip into my room
I don't think I'd feel you
It's too soon
I never learned to use these ribs of Adam
You wear that black dress well
But I can't be the friend you wanted
I used to watch that dark horse run
Through the veins in Lucy's Arm
Follow down empty skyways
Tear my sleeve
Never leave
Hopscotching from jangle pop and post-hardcore to math rock and shoegaze, these Minnesota rockers have a gift for musical multitasking. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 29, 2024