My uncle he sees fear coming down the mountain
Sanctified and weird a crawling cloud
The worlds been led astray smoke pouring from a papal grave
Locked his whole world away to block out the sounds
So I thought I’d spend some time living in the country
Trying to do my part in someone else’s house
Slept hard on the flight
And at some trad sesh open mic
We saw we had the stain
And so did everybody else
Your rural world is fascinating
Open up your door
And I’ll do my best to play the part
We all like to think our lives are holy and unspoken for
But everyone’s got something in their heart
but your grandmother and mine led some very different lives
may our parents be released, respond and move ahead
before she took off and ran, killed an animal with her bare hands
while yours watched English tanks roll over her flowerbed
this rural world’s imaginary
open up your door
Though it takes a lot to play the part
We all like to think our lives are holy and unspoken for
But everyone’s got darkness in their heart
Rising Philadelphia band balance oversized pop punk hooks with vivid, intimate lyrics, presenting a raw, honest vision of guitar music. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2022