It's been a waste of precious time
Nothing in its nature will provide
You have sold your soul
Let your heart away
For the looks of a better life
And now you're counting on the hope
The wrong you've planted soon will begin to grow
But the rain's been shy
And the soil dries too fast to provide life
You will spiral downward endlessly
When all you care for has been spent
You found a safer place to hide
And there developed quite the sense of pride
It's a toxic touch
Did it reel you in?
It will never provide life
And you will grow so tired of everything
You will never feel at last again
Even if it gets you near
You'll never find bliss
What a waste of precious time
To let your heart away for the looks of a better life
So when you're winding down the road
In search of a lending hand
Maybe then you will understand
Brighton, UK band leaven surging hard rock with spaced-out stoner-doom on their second LP, recorded in an old chapel on the English coast. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 9, 2022
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