God, we were sublime.
How we’d shift and shimmer,
Switch and spin out of an act.
Take any trouble still kicking around,
Thrash it out into the pink streaked, white snow
Flesh of the newborn day
Because you were such a good girl
naked and plain
show me your worth
c'mon let's make it a game
put your hands on my chest
slip them under my skin
tear up my heart, and
make me write it again
Where do we draw the line?
Playing saints and sinners
Wishing we were still in an act.
Take a good long listen for sounds
Thrash about inside your cage and spit in the
Mouth of the tempered clay
With your tender body at the whim
Of my insecurities
I don’t think we’ll ever get clean
I don’t think we’ll ever get clean
credits
from Bandwidth,
released April 30, 2019
Jake Jones: Lead Vocals, Bass
Mikey Teal: Drums, Guitar
Now an experienced hand at timed songwriting challenges, Ben took on the February Album Writing Challenge on his own (well, with a little help) in 2019. This is the result. Softwire
This is a great adaptation of Arthuriana and a brilliant narrative album. I love how the queerness of the characters is handled as an integral part of the narrative and plot development without it being the end all be all of the characters themselves. my boy Gawain deserved better though maritarvaniti