I think I lost myself in the crowd,
In the sea.
In the quiet faces that sing for me.
Yeah I’ve closed my eyes,
And cut the carob trees.
Felt the sun exhale,
On my shattered being.
And I think I felt it coming,
I felt it coming.
Well I can’t find better words to say,
A different life but it feels the same.
My daughter cries every time I leave home.
Am I a circus clown?
Am I a drunken thief?
I feed my shadow self,
I live in every seed.
I still speak in tongues,
But I never read.
I feel god still pushing
my weathered feet.
And I think I felt it coming,
I felt it coming.
Well I can’t find better words to say,
A different life but it feels the same.
My daughter cries every time I leave home.
I think I’m dying every single day.
I see my dreams and now I’m afraid.
My daughter cries every time I leave home.
Think I felt it coming I,
I felt it coming.
(I feel it coming).
Well I can’t find better words to say,
A different life but it feels the same.
My daughter cries every time I leave home.
I think I’m dying every single day.
I see my dreams and now I’m afraid.
My daughter cries every time I leave home.
The verse "Can't even buy a coffee without exploiting someone" got me. It really hits hard. For the entire length of the album it felt like the end of the world.
But to be perfectly honest, it's just how life is these days. And it's fucked up. szczur
Musically this feels more experimental for La Dispute reminding me of their Here, Hear releases. Very atmospheric and easy to lose your self in. Perfect for the next time you’re contemplating your existence. (Also found out the guitarist builds his own pedals and used them on this record; neato!) Mikey
Recorded at home, Six Organs of Admittance's 21st album upholds Ben Chasny's reputation for experimental psych-folk excellence. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2024