Cascades by Bedtime Khal

i stopped looking when i stopped trying
have you got the time when you're looking down
lost my grip when i saw the skyline
disappear into the background
the cascades feel cold from miles up
they sweep the landscape with distrust
the ice melts and condenses on my foam cup
the flight attendant refills my coke and rum

a rebel has the face and name
of a ghost who's past is filled with displacement
and lives so far away don't carry the same weight
a sparrow does a figure eight
and alaska's fate is still undecided
a man who had an illness disturbingly
fades away

because i'm half dressed, all alone
running through this bloody town
no one looks at me now
i've been gone too long
mistimed gestures via mobile phone
all the days i stumbled over my tongue
half step around, i won't ever make a sound
i just wanna say, more of me grow everyday
watching you fade into that opaque haze
was the best and worst of all my days

• Alternative
• indie
• lo-fi
• post-punk
• Detroit