Aaaaaaaa
I tell myself not to
get invested in sentimentality
or I'm infantilizing myself
A home is something different
You don't need to go anywhere to get there
I write my wishes on the paper and tie it to the balloon
It rises the weight off my shoulders
With each step I forget one lie,
I have oars now,
I set the sails,
I see where the smoke cloud rises to the sky
I'm going in the direction I want to
I can see myself
bearing the weight
and I know I can
bare it all
And bear a resemblance
to the child I was yesterday
Bleak, throbbing work that lands halfway between coldwave and shoegaze, this Berlin group hits that spot just under the breastbone. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 15, 2017