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The Round Table
04:39
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Rove
03:35
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Magnet
04:11
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Second Hand
03:02
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Temple
03:27
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Entropy
05:10
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The Round Table
Exclude all doubt; stay home with me and sleep the cold away. Fingers interlocked, it’s clearer than the crisp air we breathe. I’ll clench my shaky hands; we’ll never lose our grip. I want nothing; I need nothing else. What comes with you to the grave and what stays? I’ll think about it in the bed I’ve made.
Rove
Ominous, in barren trees, birds of prey wait to feed. Their victims lay just out of reach, still hibernating. Circular migration patterns. Magnetic traits no longer matter.
Magnet
Where I was parked, I could see the skyline of a city I wished didn’t exist. Familiar green lights and one blinking red. Not ’til now, did I know what I was really looking at. I felt high then, but now I don’t feel anything but low. Sometimes I wish, I couldn’t remember, ‘cause when I think back, whether the times were good or bad, they all just seem to make me fucking sad. Over two and a half decades of being positive and only attracting the negative, I realize I’m a magnet.
Secondhand
Your steel will, tossed aside, mangled, and floating through the sky. Hardened plans melted fast, now a river in your path. Solid ideas, sublimate, disperse and separate, precipitate and solidify. All focus on what matters now, I’ll show you what I’ve learned somehow, where I’ve excelled, and where I’ve failed, your happiness above all else. Tied to the second hand, (this love) I can’t comprehend. A beautiful moon accompanied by a rising sun to brighten this life.
Temple
My thoughts hang on my back like a flightless pair of wings. Similar to your feet, wandering.
Jealousy has claimed me. Added to the list of things to never be mine. Reserved for those, willing to try. Added to the list of things that I gave up before I tried.
Entropy
A spectacle wearing thin, a stunning illusion. A faded dream withering. Making enemies of opportunity and time. In time this will subside.
Chandelier
Too sentimental to deal with change. Under the surface, it builds ‘til it breaks. I’ll keep my mind inside my skull, to keep my thoughts from sounding dull. I’ll keep my heart inside its cage, to never feel this way. If you believe I’m winning, I’ll believe it too.
Chandelier
Too sentimental to deal with change. Under the surface, it builds ‘til it breaks. I’ll keep my mind inside my skull, to keep my thoughts from sounding dull. I’ll keep my heart inside its cage, to never feel this way. If you believe I’m winning, I’ll believe it too.
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Chandelier
03:13
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Full Bloom Methuen, Massachusetts
Post Rock band from MA.
Ryan Fregeolle -
Guitars/Vocals
Josh Matte - Guitars/Vocals
Kyle Kowal - Bass Guitar
John Hadley - Drums
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