LIVE REPORT: Between the Buried and Me, Ihlo & You Win Again Gravity at Islington Assembly Hall, London
Dancing towards our future. A future of nothing. A future towards nothing.
Dancing towards our future. A future of nothing. A future towards nothing.
Save all that you feel for me.
And when I’m called to be the bigger man, I couldn’t be more erect.
Severing the serrated wings used to burden the bereaved.
What’s it like knowing, none of you can foresee?
Scattered like petals, burning from my grasping hands
The silence turns to violence in the middle of nowhere.
On every scar is a badge of a lesson I’ve learned.