Holidays don’t feel the same. Everyone dances around your name.
Every time I meant to write you or call, I meant to ask what your life was like when you were my age. Did you fall in love?
Did you ever feel like we were all meant to be the same, even when we parted the veil of death? Did you feel we’re not gone, just lost?
Not dead, just lost.
Maybe we’re read in the same pages.
Maybe death is just a closed book.
So open it.
First chapter reads: “Death is a veil; on one side hope, on the other side knowing.”
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one of the best and most excellent midwest emo record there is! amazingly well mixed for midwest emo. waterbed from this record compared to their mv version proves how important a good mix is, because suddenly this song sounds a lot more raw yet well produced in here. singaporecentralemo
The post-hardcore band’s latest is a reflection on time, memory, death, and grief—and is their dreamiest material to date. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 22, 2019