And so I find I'm wasting time by design.
A million lives making eachother benign.
A single voice telling itself “you’ll be fine,”
Keeping the blinders on, to not look behind.
You've got the world on a string,
And it is stringing you along.
Now you're all strung out
The voice says, “you're fine, you are strong.”
The time is right for foresight,
Though misfortunes will be plenty.
Pain and beauty blurred in hindsight.
Comfort's twenty-twenty.
You are free.
You are alive.
The only gift you'll ever need,
Is the struggle to survive.
All together,
All alone,
The only path you'll ever walk
Is finding your way home, while learning to love the stone.
Composed over the last three years, and honed live on stage, “Glacial Medicine” is bursting with wonderfully warped and dreamlike beats. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 16, 2022