Halifax from O Holyoke by Behold! True Believers

we're all addicts, we destroy everything
then we dream about being alive
it's with heavy heart, i'm afraid to say he won't
St. Martin stayed at home

symptomatic of the problems that we face
between the fighting, and the screaming, and the crying

it's a shallow heart
slowly dying, though it's trying
don't say there's nothing left
we're not done yet

and every word i wrote,
could speak nothing to your poems
i was lost at home


it's with heavy heart
i'm afraid to say he won't
save Martin's Day
the cracks weakened the foundation

and everyone i know
says you're better off on your own
but i don't want you to go

in the winter we waited by the wild
it's a cold and strange, sad little world
and the fire and the quiet and the cinders
and the wind and a bit of firewood
and we'd drive for miles staying awake
screaming to the road you couldn't take us
when you took yourself atop the mountain
and learned what is and never was
then you learned what wasn't never was
then you learned what wasn't never was

• Pop
• ambient folk
• doo wop
• experimental rock
• pop punk
• Holyoke