Here we are in a dance for the rich and the famous,
No rhythm, no soul and two left feet.
And it seems that stupidity is contagious,
As we dance to the rumbling of defeat.
And our screams only seem to be heard as a whisper,
Veering side to side and left to right.
It's alright if you die all alone in the corner,
They can whistle and sleep throughout the night.
Can't we wish for a little bit of unity?
Can we ask for a little bit of dignity?
Could we wish for mercy and serenity?
How I long for salvation and its recipe.
How can we be seen and how can we heard?
When corruption is hanging from every word.
There's passion and hunger and an aching desire,
But a desperate flame and we burn in the fire.
And the choice is teasing us,
But my voice is meaningless?
An album of songs created with a late friend of mine, released in his memory. All proceeds with be donated to CRY (Cardiac Risk in the Young) Joe Bailey
Well played and produced prog rock, presented by a musician passionate about his craft. And who wouldn’t love those Rush influences. Just great music. mjbb61
When you like your prog to be more beautiful and/or accessible than prog-proggy, than this is for you! Melodic as hell and yes, Peter Falconer is quite a singer! That wouldn't go half the way without the solid songs of Pat Sanders. A great combination of skills ;-) Carsten Pieper
The Long Island metal band's third album etches arena-sized hooks into their jagged compositions, deftly balancing experimental and poppy inclinations. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 12, 2022