Aug 15, 2013
A review of my bands EP ' Separate Graves '
Grateful for them doing this http://notedmusic.co.uk/reviews/drifter-separate-graves.html
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A review of my bands EP ' Separate Graves '
Grateful for them doing this http://notedmusic.co.uk/reviews/drifter-separate-graves.html
http://drifter505.bandcamp.com
DRIFTER//separate graves
" I'll send us to separate graves. May our only marks be where we lay to rest. You're digging up what should stay buried. Something is breaking, of this I'm sure. Give me your heart and nothing more. Some paths weren't meant to walk alone. Days spent searching for some kind of home have left me afraid of death, because I will never know what's waiting behind that door. Something is breaking, of this I'm sure. Give me your life and nothing more.
I've been trying to say what escaped me to this day:
I always wondered where you'd waste away. I no longer hope it is beside me. Of all the things I have left to say, I'll leave it at "I'm sorry."
Over the Spring we recorded a new EP titled " Separate Graves ". its up for FREE download or pay what youd like on our bandcamp. check it out and help spread the word by sharing the link around if you can. thank you! - DRIFTER http://drifter505.bandcamp.com/album/separate-graves
DRIFTER//strata
" Somewhere out there where the rock upheaves the soil in oh, so handsome strata, red and pale pages for you to flip through and forget in time with me out there.
Blur across state lines that ever separated me from you. I'll pull out every rib that says our hearts can't beat as one. Will you remember me? Just wear me like your sunburnt rosary, keep me close over your skin. And I'm trying to hold myself together but my patience is growing thin. Those rainy nights that I took those steps back to your front door have changed to days scorching the rocks in a desert that bears your weight no more.
Although they say life will find a way you are dying out. Die out. I will now wait for the river to reclaim what rightfully belongs to it in its depths. Do not tell me how you feel weak when I would stop breathing to better hear you speak. I would stop breathing. "
