Poison River in the back of my brain like a miracle
All decisions pass through the path I know
Couldn’t shift the route the waterways go
Generational and unchangeable
Poison River in the back of my brain it goes:
“Could i begin to feel alone to shed this moment, I’ve been holding on too long
In hopes to find illumination.
Could i begin to feel alone to leave this life, it’d be alright to watch it fade
And go to find some new vocation
But would they even let me in?”
Poison River in the back of my brain like a chemical
All emissions in the sea, I see where it go
Friendly faces on a telethon mention it’s terrible
Act hysterical
Poison River sending messages here in code:
“Could i begin to feel alone the shed this moment, i’ve been holding on too long
Hoping to find illumination.
Could i begin to feel alone covered in stones, become a mountain. Watch the water Rise around me
Watch the water rise around me.
And i begin to let it in”
I'm rarely in awe. High Horse set something right in my brain that had been wrong for a while. Unexpected beauty, even in the ugly truths we have to face. modestwriggles
The Philadelphia group sharpen their hooks and internal dyanmics for a fun and non-dorky take on power pop anyone can get behind. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 26, 2024