Rocks cry out, rocks cry out
Obey your call, relieve my doubt
I won't lift a note 'til I've heard them sing,
Join in the chorus I was promised, praise in everything
Hear me out, hear me out
What have you heard, what am I all about?
Better half of a year trying to keep myself sane
But I can't hold much longer baby, I don't have the strength.
My heart never woke
I didn't come alive with the words you spoke
But don't be dismayed
That's just the way it is.
In singing, I find it better not to sing at all
I'd rather raise my glass, tip our hats off to the Fall
So hats off to the new cause, another round for all your friends
We're not art, we're not beauty
We are the death of everything
This is love, this is the end.
Jesus was a black communist jew from Palestine 🇵🇸 to that alone can I say amen, not the white Californian surfer dude evil empire distortion we get today rocketredfern
If you have a fondness for expertly wrought roots-rock with sharp lyrics and aching vocals, look no further—“Strangers” is for you. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 8, 2022