all of my life,
I’d stave off my sleep
and lie awake wishing some sweet magician
would transfigure me
and the rest of my time,
a beautiful breeze
that none would bring harm to,
nor would they want to,
to this lovely machine
in my dreams
I see her still,
she speaks in tongues,
dissolves at will
can anyone break a spell
they put on themselves?
steady your hand,
and wait for your cue
smile on command, dear,
they don’t understand you
like I do
through halogen days,
and deepest of blues
I’ll follow your gaze, dear
there’s so many ways here
to carry the news
The title doesn’t lie; the latest from Christian Fitness puts slap bass at the center of their gnarled, punky songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 20, 2017