with apologies and policies we try to mend what we have made, to keep alive. our deadliest assumptions crystallize, for we built these cityscapes on ice.
now i've made my way to solid ground, and i am but a stranger in this town. i don't see why i should stick around. they'll crucify me upside-down.
but how seldom does a man lay down his life? how selfish is the need to satisfy? you'll never truly live until you die, so let your heart belong to Christ.
there's no reason that you should be unsure, don't you see this place is so absurd? and hell is just a place where people burn their future to keep the present warm.
i am a speck, you are a treasure. i'm dying just to be something that's of use.
cove is one of the most artistic/talented people i know and also one of the only music people who stayed friends with me after the music scene here fizzled logan grant
Despite its themes of isolation and loneliness, Caroline White's latest batch of folk-pop confessionals is an LP brimming with confidence. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 7, 2019