Sitting on graves I look up and mourn the stars
I'm pretty sure they do the same
I'm looking for the one named Andronicus
I blow a kiss to the ones that loved us
On park benches for the dead
I stare at the wilting flowers and wonder who gets paid to water them
I no longer feel dead inside
I never could understand the feeling
Park benches for the dead
Sitting on graves I see mausoleums
I'm curious if they know how lucky they are
to have four walls to themselves
I know many who would kill for the privilege
Bracing post-hardcore meets festival-ready rock on the Tokyo band's sharp new EP, mixed and mastered by Will Yip (Turnstile, Title Fight). Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024