Its a bitter pill, a dying hope
Leave a sour taste, a lump in my throat
Dreams of family alight on a column of smoke
Leave a lonely scent on my favorite coat
Words of intention spelled of burning ash
Repressed thoughts encased in melted glass
Fiery glow, drifting sparks afloat
Isolation wrapped in an ember cloak
Lightning bugs take flight
A glitter of warmth, a million dying lights
Let it burn, let the bitter winds blow
Take in the night, and let the emptiness go
What does blood mean?
It’s no thicker than
The water running
Through my hands again
Can’t believe the great hypocrisy,
the lie we’re told to sleep
Wrapped in arms that choke and smother
When will we be released?
Can’t imagine life without the ones were told will always stay
A treason to tradition’s values, but we are better off this way
Now we walk the line between great loss and wild hope
Finding new families, but these will fall apart at last we know
supported by 4 fans who also own “Ember and Smoke”
If the enormous guitars don't speak loud enough, Naif is there to make you sit down and shut up. I suggest you do so. HUGE entrance, can't wait for more. Brendan Sloan
Off-kilter country songs with big, beating hearts, the music on “Sword Songs” captures hope and heartache in equal measure. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 7, 2017