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lyrics
I close my eyes and I lose my heart and I won't make it home again.
I close my eyes as I'm suddenly certain
we aren't going home tonight.
The temperature's changing with momentum.
The motion stays its course,
an unstoppable force-
until it meets me.
When as far as you know there's nowhere left to go
but no reason to stay,
there is nowhere new,
but you knew this change was coming.
I close my eyes and I lose my heart and I won't make it home again.
I close my eyes because I'd much rather feel it than watch it all go black.
But trauma's got my back.
Jam all of the music into my ears, all that I can hear,
and store the rest in empty pockets: jaw, lungs, stomach.
There is nowhere to go but down with the undertow
and sink with California.
Hold tight, we're sending Ricky for you.
I close my eyes as I'm distinctly certain there is no help on the way.
But there is no hell left to pay, our debt's forgiven.
And the absolution burns where it seeps into the scars we have earned.
I am decorated.
I'm not calling you out,
I'm just calling you out to play.
Seems like all there is to do
ever since I lost my way.
I close my eyes and I lose my heart and I won't make it home again.
credits
from Amateur Cartography,
released March 5, 2013
Additional Musicians:
Vince Troia, Jordan David Wright - Vocals
Dead Cross, Retox, and Qui members dish out subversive hardcore with an indignant smirk; come for the riffs, stay for the synth experiments. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024