Long Dead from Endless by Holding Patterns

Dust keeps settling
On instruments retired in empty homes
Silence deafening
Strings collecting memories on their own
Long dead live-wire
An ember in a room gone so cold
Rebuild the fire
You’re the fuel to throw the spark into
We’ll hold you up

My seatbelt snapped
My head is cracked
Floating flames of all these maps
Your brilliant eyes
The shocks and kicks
I’d do anything for and almost did

Adjusting the ground
The endless shift
The battered and bleak
The broken down
The endless hours of boarded doors
We wander around

Always the enemy
Misguided impressions
Of the loneliest thoughts
Decode the apathy
Disregard it
Discard it
Electrify us

The customary hours
With pastels, chalks and paints
And with them my friend
What got you there?
Your glasses were smashed
The table stared
And I’ve been dying to say

My seatbelt snapped
My head is cracked
Floating flames of all these maps
Your brilliant eyes
The shocks and kicks
Adjusting the ground
To endless shifts

We’ll hold you up regardless
We’ll hold you up

• Punk
• emo
• indie
• indie rock
• math rock
• Derby