stern and strewn
owned mistakes pride
washed and moved
collected comforts lie
freestanding now
with the loss for words
little left to lose
new lean to abuse
time to make up
found pieces to redeem
time to wake up
pull over the old bereave
there's nothing quite
like a scar to truth
this is nothing quite
like a bruise
mean for sport, sporting the means
the sentiment express, rail-tied and neat
idling, waiting
excused from prior fears
excuse the cost to disappear
Melodic post-grunge that eschews all of the negative connotations of that phrase and embraces all the positives: huge hooks, huge-r riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 8, 2023