Waiting for something, waiting for nothing
It's what I feared the most
We're surrounded by lights,
Each one is like a fucking ghost
And each one shines out
Showing what used to be
They never stayed for too long
They fade so quickly
We used to shine so bright
So sick of new beginnings
So fucking sick of this brand new page
If we go to sleep now
We don't need to see another day
Never asked for this clean break
We never needed a brand new start,
I never needed a brand new start
Just a different heart
I used to think about where we'd meet
Could we meet outside of what we used to be
Like the summer that fades so quickly
I used to think about where we'd be
Could we meet outside of everything
The summer fades so quickly,
It loses all of its beauty
Green turns to red, then turns to gold
And the summer air, it grows so cold.
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I just picked Making Maps as my favorite because I had to pick A track. In reality, I have no idea what track is my favorite. This entire album is amazing. I was totally blown away when I heard it and I can't stop listening to it. Richard Spencer
The proceeds of this extensive compilation of punk and rock go towards the healthcare costs of beloved musician Dan Wild-Beesley. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 21, 2017