Is it better left alone
in the vacuum of the soul,
all unheard sound and thought?
I don't know
Cause I only take away
with every word I try to say
And the sound breathes diluted
in its escape
I can't find the reason
in why I don't let go
A man with so much dreaming
has little life to show
My unsure hands subdued by sinking thought
This thing is a fire
that I can't get to burn
Embers breathing tired
all the heat dispersed
With ashes in my lungs
I scream to be heard
But what is it worth?
What is it?
What is it you think you need?
What is it you really seek?
Giving til you're empty
But you aren't owed anything
I've listened to this about three times through already, and still feel like I'm just hearing it. Complex, haunting and comforting all at once. A++. witchking-jr
Lost track of these guys for a couple years, then saw the Tiny Desk concert come up in my feed. I've had the album on loop on Spotify since Friday.
This song in particular has been stuck in my head all afternoon. quiksilv26
Awash in homespun sonics and simple, effective melodies, the debut record by Melbourne's Grand Pine is a folk pop lover's delight. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 29, 2021
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