Bright blinding lights, I never felt this pressure
Resonating dreams took place of my stature
Floating hope with a faint desire
Shut it out with an old pacifier
The storybook tells me it’s burning with dreams
Come and see, so radical, come set me free
The lucky ones could never know or foresee
The differences
Spin it back around
Questions still astound us
Reminding how we have to struggle on
I’ve walked a 1000 miles
Laced with phony smiles
Where is that place now I can call my home?
Sweet 17 inside
No compromising
Sweet 35 you’ll realise
You’re no longer stupid
Well, rest assured I never need a reminder
The tragic sounds drive a conscience higher
Came so close I almost lost my fire
Let it burn with my sorrow prior
The simple folks tell me it’s timing you see
Watch and learn, analogy, enlighten me
Unlucky ones would never know their disease
Or Charity
The past will hold us back
If we cannot live in the moment
In between all those silent awkward thoughts
I’m coming home, I’m coming home
Well, meet me at the door
I’ll drop it all for an honest moment
Finding my way home on Chun Fai Road
Can you see me? Can you hear me?
Crawling up that lonely road
December time 1998
I bore the brunt of a big mistake
It’s too late now to change
But I’m okay, I’ll be okay
I have always been okay
Dead Cross, Retox, and Qui members dish out subversive hardcore with an indignant smirk; come for the riffs, stay for the synth experiments. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024