Shine those lights away from me; I don’t want your admiration.
Don’t you bow in front of me; I don’t deserve your adoration.
What comes of pride after all this time? Where’s the man in the frame today?
Hanging on to an absent memory, and blinded by the light on the wall.
Sweep my feet from under me, break me down with exclamation.
Rusty nails are buried deep, hanging sprightly illustration.
This ego died after all this time, where’s the work of art today?
Mourning for a far-flung memory, and blinded by the light on the wall.
Stay beside me when I tell you to go.
Wipe the sweat off when I dwell in the snow.
Can you hear me when I’m screaming inside?
Will you find me when I run and hide?
Stay beside me when I tell you to go.
Wipe the sweat off when I dwell in the snow.
Can you hear me when I’m screaming inside?
Will you love me when I run and hide?
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
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