Who would have thought you would've ended friendships with the people you've become?
Digging past the surface with nowhere left to be dug.
Exchanges of shrugs, "I hope you understand", the words are numb.
Through the what if's, maybes, and reruns.
Tampered with the escape route.
The lantern leads us into the dark.
I'll burn out soon.
It's getting too real, we need something to dilute.
I've fallen short of the mark.
I've fallen through.
I've fallen through.
(I guess we'll just have to ride this winter out)
You were sitting on the carpet looking at some old photos.
I was looking at you looking at a picture of me.
You forced a smile as tears hugged your cheeks.
My bones were stone as you rolled up in grief.
Bittersweet lips coated in wine and caffeine.
"Do you remember when we were happy?"
"No, I don't".
I don't feel any closer to you,
Find a reason not to leave.
With my head on the ground under yours,
It gets harder and harder to breathe.
Skipping stones sinking,
the loss of identity.
There's no one left to police me anymore,
I'm following the enemy.
credits
from The Dream Reel,
released April 14, 2017
Mike Themistocleous: Vocals/Guitar
Joe Oliveto: Guitar
Dan DeLucia: Bass
Chris Swift: Drums
You Can Catch a Lobster with Eggs... is a blend of dream pop and psychedelic rock - it brings to mind music of the past, while staying modern. It makes me happy bands like Retail Space exist. Fox Hollow