Now's the time, to sit and reflect on the things things that we did,
The words that were said
Let's trace our steps, and find our way back to a time when we knew where we stood
Hello my Fairweather fiends and all the Ghosts of the good and the bad days that we've had They haunt me and keep me awake and aware Sometimes I could swear that I'll never sleep again
And if I die before I wake I pray that I would learn to make more mistakes, but never make the same one twice. I know that I should take advice when on thin ice.
So how about you, where do you draw your line? Is it here? Is it there? should I call you mine? For all of this time I stayed through all these lies. Are you real? Are you fake? Let's not blur the line.
This is reality? Is this reality? Im not sure I recognize the walls or the fixtures. This is a tragedy? Is this tragedy? I don't really know if I can crawl among the creatures.
Is this my reality?
Shall I walk alone in tragedy?
Nothing is silent. Everythings starting to shake. Find me the back door, or at least from my dreams let me wake. Then I'll be on my way back home. Then I'll be on my way back home.
supported by 6 fans who also own “Never Sleep Again”
Discovered this album years ago, been with me for very long time and even tho i'm not in the same place from all those years ago, it still hits me like the first time I heard it. Such a melancholy and nostalgic vibe just wins it to me, love the lyrics as well. Diego CD
This Michigan-based trio trip, swirl, and echo their way through 11 songs of psychedelic, surf-tinged, garage rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 27, 2015
supported by 5 fans who also own “Never Sleep Again”
Season in Wreckage strike a careful balance between being melodic enough to be "beautiful" but heavy and lyrically honest enough to be raw. courtney sams