With the cold of morning on my face
I rejoin the rat race after I said I never would.
After the ground has melted new buds can appear
they will soon become clear, away from everyone I hold dear, that I hold dear.
The lives of each of us are chapters of accidents.
Dont stick your nose up at me, my life wont be text apon a screen
people will change and doubts will appear they will soon appear
they will soon become clear
This is a song to all my friends and anyone that i have ever met,
anyone that i have ever loved or left,
anyone that has been part of something or anything at all,
because with all the bad times and the distance between us,
this one small glimmer of joy, this is what i live for, and i say thank you.
London label Blank Mind takes an unprecedented deep dive into the early-’90s love triangle between breakbeat hardcore, jungle, and new age. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024