I cant I cant I cant see the Forest for the trees
and I, I struggle to breathe
my wings are broke and time wont heal
my wings are broke and time wont heal
i flew towards the sun
my plastic wings my plastic wings
I flew straight towards the sun
my plastic wings my plastic wings
I flew straight towards the sun
on the day that i fell
this feather in my hand
wont bring me luck
i try to move through the door
but it wont open up
(We live in shadow graves our hearts cant be saved)
were born into death
raised on the shadow of hope
grow up to find there's no dreams of any kind.
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This is easily the best *insert genre-defining label of your choice, e.g., skramz, screamo* I know. My favorite song seems to rotate over time: there is a lot of emotion, expressions of grief, and creative songwriting to dig into. Sometimes words fail me when I try to tell someone about this album. songstrengthsalvation
Toronto band Respire deliver a post-hardcore tour de force on the largest scale possible, orchestrally rich and incessantly uncompromising. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2021