She told him to his face he was the only one to save her and to save a little face she spoke in metaphors which made sense in her head but were lost in translation
But the truth was
His eyes don't have that gleam anymore and his lips don't speak those sweet words his skin don't feel as warm as it used to
I'm sorry if the ground beneath my feet begins to freeze by something that you said to me
But he wasn't quite satisfied with that explanation so he turned on his favorite radio station and he put the car in drive and kept his eyes on the red line
Now his eyes don't have that gleam anymore and his lips don't speak those sweet words his skin won't feel as warm as it used to
I'm sorry if the ground beneath my feet begins to freeze by something that you said to me
I'm sorry if my voice begins to fail me when you're near me my loyalty betrayed
This album came to me at a delicate time in my life. Like many others, I connected with it on a level that other music just cannot achieve. Sober To Death is the reason I make music, I love you Will. Naming Planets
Hooky-as-hell guitar pop from this Brooklyn artist that explores the ways people we have known live in us beyond death. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 8, 2022