I guess I still don’t see the difference between real purpose and that urgent adolescence.
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This song is called Defect to Juno. It was supposed to go on some comp and most likely still is but we got sick of waiting to hear back from them and wanted to show it all to you!
Come winter mornings
Sketch some lines where my face should be
Heed not their warnings
This jadedness stems from complacency
I find the way I look increasingly concerning
My mind plays tricks on itself but I realize that Im still learning
Im feeble but im young
Its perfect but im growing
The sands not shifting
My shapes not changing
Sixteen cynical
Stepping stones lead me home
Over oceans, valleys, and plains
I spoke to ghosts I learned their name
We sat by fires, stories spilling out their mouths
Of all the kids we used to know
And how were doomed to haunt this house
We clung to treetops, waiting for the winter
It’s hard to admit but the bodies keep on growing thinner