Stories Unfold in
Ordinary time.
Simple Fiction;
Ordinary lies.
We don’t Need to
Even up the lines.
Oddly Shaken
Air into the sky.
(Count it all up, it's just numbers over lines)
Take this part of me and break it.
(Count it all up, it's just numbers over time)
Take this part of me and break it.
We've forsaken
Ordinary time.
Each risk taken
Pushes at the line.
We don't know
Where we'll find the edge.
Vibrate the picture
In watercolour time.
(Count it all up, it's just numbers over lines)
Take this part of me and break it.
(Count it all up, it's just numbers over time)
Take this part of me and break it.
Now we got you thinking
Read between the lines.
Now we got you breathing,
In and out in time.
Thought you could predict it,
Never complicated; the time.
Now we got you thinking
Is this all a lie?
The latest from the young Toronto pop-punkers: perpetually charged-up, but remaining wry and thoughtful. Hooks for days, pep in your step. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 1, 2016