Xeric from Summer/Autumn by runaway brother

something has sparked a flame
i’m not quiet like i used to be
the channels have changed
i never really liked television anyway
so you still tend to gravitate towards me
if you want to be nice just walk
if you want to be nice just talk to me

i’ve got all this time to spend with you
i do, do you
my strings rattle, my strings rage
we bounce on them like trapeze

why do i still follow your pictures
around like they’re taking me somewhere
my eyes had the worst draught
from the summer, i was content

we had too much to think, to drink, to act, to live
there’s something about it that i just couldn’t stand
we lose, we look, we have to find another way
my arm, you keep twisting, misinterpreting phrase

• Alternative
• emo
• indie
• pop
• power rock
• Cleveland