Burning body carpet seriouness wounded with money, and high wind. Bride of easy celluar door secrets, intel on farm raised cab fares to, and fro sunset, and tear gas lounge. Lonely crowds of empty handed vagabonds carrying furniture, and matchbooks towards empty heart, staircase beyond road, vision talked, and listening you find the beautiful art in which our friends Arklight has done once again.
'Vows' is a force forward, and steady with radio tunnel vision, edgy with heart shapes grinding in sink bath. In distance we relate to the view, its just the message, and wisdom they have that blasts you into soil, and oblivion, gasping at trafic in afterlife, waiting whispers that hide satisfied beneath hour glass mobile.
https://fallbreakrecords.bandcamp.com/album/vows
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