it was hard to believe it at first
til your sister held your ashes in the church
four hundred staring silent before the priest
til the mourning ceremony was complete
if it was easy to recover
i'd be in a different place and you would too
don't know how long you suffered
when you fell into the gutter
never thought to ask
yeah
there's my beat up boots in the corner of your room
two years past i counted the cracks in the ceiling while you were sleeping
there's you a few months later outside the bodega
broken hand broken expression, a bag of unanswered questions
if it was easy to recover
i'd be in a different place and you would too
don't know how long you suffered
when you fell into the gutter
never thought to ask
if it was easy, so fucking easy, if it was easy to recover
if it was easy to recover
i'd be in a different place and you would too
don't know how long you suffered
when you fell into the gutter
never thought to ask...
Aussie upstarts juxtapose tightly-wound post punk songwriting with nuanced production, jangling choruses, and heady jams. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 29, 2023