We draw the mist around us
Cold fog and stars enshroud us
Deep breaths in bodies know
We will break and we will grow
We draw the sea around us
Cold water pulls upon us
Deep waves in motion hold
Secrets we already know
Thinking back to the days in my head
Of a time before your mind slipped away
I wonder if those words that you spoke
Will forever be burned from my brain
Wish that death that I saw in your eyes
Would not be reflected through my own brain
Like a needle that has been threaded through time
A disease I just won't let be mine
I can’t - I won’t - believe the lies they told to me
I can’t stop it… I can’t stop it
I see your face in me
Slipping down the same dark hole
A desk of dusty paperwork
And a mind that fills with mold
I breath deep with your lungs
And try to clear the air
My thoughts grow quickly stagnant
Dark clouds round my hair
How do I make it out when all these maps are flawed
The city curls within itself, and all the roads lead down
There is no way to walk away from this
Generations of fear are plaguing us
There is no time to look for confidence in someone else’s eyes
There is no room to move inside of this
Darkness slowly closing down on us
Take these hammers, pry these nails,
Burn these bridges, set the sails!
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