Coming Attractions from Asbestos EP by Cross Country Canada

I’m terrified by these coming attractions –
Give me a minute to live in the past.
I was the scene with the climactic action.
Now I’m still as a mountain pass

Pierced thinly by the quietest freight train;
Painted grey by the billowing steam.
The red, windswept stones of the gateway:
Shake for the iron seam.

All I see is the cold and quiet stream,
Where’s the sea? Where’s the sea?
And all I am is a dark and heavy hand
Hold me now; set this free.

This whole thing’s an unexpected addition,
Like a jail at the end of your road
Like a chemical fire in your kitchen -
Like a gun at a rock and roll show;

Like lovers in a dangerous headspace.
I like the rush but ain’t fond of the risk
I was the scene ‘bout the dynamite briefcase
Now I’m dreamin' 'bout a stolen kiss.

All I see is the cold and quiet stream,
Where’s the sea? Where’s the sea?
And all I am is a dark and heavy hand
Hold me now. Set this free.

And all I am is a dark and heavy hand
Hold me now. Set this free.

• DIY
• Rock
• indie rock
• Toronto