We can endure crisis by making due with what we have available and by assuming the responsibility of maintaining an optimistic mindset. Sometimes empowering ourselves to endure is as easy as applying a new label to a tough situation.
lyrics
You have sticks and kerosene
And I have matches, cans of beans,
And extra socks to keep us warm and dry
You have stories harrowing
Of how you tried to kill the king
Before the war
Before this went awry
We will sling these pesky stones
We will trim what's overgrown
We will build this hole into a home
The water makes our bodies brittle
The roof we made it leaks a little
But we have buckets, tape and iodine
At night we light our light and play
Guitar and sing of better days
And tell the children of your mother’s eyes
(We’re torn, but they should know that)
We will face this great unknown
We will heal our broken bones
We will build this hole into a home
With a little bit of lift and torsion
With a little bit of sound distortion
Exchanging letters in sly contortions
This semantic flip is working
We will build this hole
Smoke alarms and fire escapes
Can’t save us if we look away
Sit and pray for it to turn out fine
In our age - the great eclipse
Press my to your apoca-lips
“Would you die for me?”
I answer "Anytime"
We will see in monochrome
We will speak without our phones
We will build this hole into a home
credits
from Apocalypse 1,
released June 19, 2020
All lyrics and music by Andrew Bockus
The eclectic influences of this California group shine through on these creeping tracks, full of dark electronics and intimate vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 15, 2020