Pretty soon you will see that all that we can hope to be are ghosts in someone else’s dreams. Breathe; step, repeat.
Breathe; step, repeat.
I will wait for you here. I will wait for your name to blot out into the dirt under my boots, into the last sip of my glass, until you couldn’t tell difference between love and cost; the hurt and the loss.
Pretty soon you will see that all that we can hope to be are ghosts in someone else’s dreams. We breathe; step, repeat. We breathe; step, repeat.
And I wouldn’t send the letters, and I wouldn’t make the calls. But you can see me up ahead, floating with the ghosts. Floating along, floating along…
If you ever give up yourself, blend in with us. We sing, we dance, we can float (always floating.) We are always floating in between love and cost; the hurt and the loss.
He thrust his fists against the post, and still insists he sees the ghosts.
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