Written & recorded by Bryce Hotz at Archetype Recordings in Omaha, NE
Arranged by Lodgings
lyrics
Our distance is something I abhor
I long to bridge all the space in our hearts
Repair their tangled, rotten boards
And make this path worth travelling down
Temporal, your porous ramparts
Aren't good at defending your heart anymore
They've been crumbling, wave after wave
Subjected to calls from amor
As sinister as I may appear, you really have nothing to fear
A tamer lion you'll make out of me
An heir to domesticity
Our amateur awkwardness is couth
It points to a well received notion of youth
That vital well-spring of truth
Demanding attentiveness
And tend we will, like good peasants do
Preparing our ground for our seed
I don't believe we'll ever reach
The harmony we're keen to keep
credits
from Lodgings,
released May 21, 2016
Bryce Hotz-vocals, guitar
Jim Schroeder-guitar
David Ozinga-bass
Eric Ernst-drums
Megan Siebe-electric organ
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