Sweet victim of relief
The struggle under sheets.
Discarded paper trail
Rearranged and burnt at will.
There’s no new words
I’ll try to do my worst.
This is the fear of changing shape.
Taking place
So well.
I don’t tire
Or bend
Or break
As useless as I’ve ever been.
Guarded young
No room to learn
This well-established myth will eat its own
I caught myself trying to reinvent the lie
I broke the back of every answer I could find
Murdered coincidence with every reason why
Survived by nothing and no-one at all.
credits
from Pareidolia,
released June 21, 2019
Written, recorded and mixed by James
Mastered by Mark Gittins at Megatone Studios
Drums by Junior Laidley
All material copyright Mutes 2019. All rights reserved. All unauthorised use is prohibited.
Roiling dancefloor post-punk. a chance to get down for those who feel alienated by the social patterns of modern culture. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 1, 2017