lyrics
If my twin were shot through space,
He'd come back younger than me,
In his rocket,
He would lose all sight of me,
And I'd be free,
Getting to see my younger beauty.
Where are you saying?
All I see are wavelengths,
All I hear are echoes of the sound,
And they run me through like a violent stabbing,
Or your doctor sighing when you were born,
And they make me yearn for you.
If my memory was wiped clean,
Then why do I still feel you,
Weighing in my bloodstream,
In my aching sores,
In my harshest words.
credits
from
Wanderer's Way,
released May 4, 2017
Dan Massett: Vocals, acoustic and electric guitars, slide guitar, and synthesizers
Ben Rodgers: Acoustic and electric guitars, bass, and synthesizers
Jeremy Galvin: Drums and percussion
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