Shudder from Jonah by Jonah

Deadly, the way you speak
"She always loved to sing" your mother read on stage
Whispers that make the willow weep
We sat there in shock, tried not to make a sound
Ugly sounds from underground
It's just a false sense of drama, a false sense of suspense
It's just a story that everyone seems to know

The air was bitter then, it's stale and distant now
Like the world inside a photograph and I want out
We shuddered in the cold underneath the ancient willow trees
We spoke in whispers barely audible above the winter breeze
Power lines, sparks fly

I see you in the willow trees
Seen in bitter memories

The rumors are spreading
There's something evil living in the woods on the edge of town
The villagers panic
They're lighting torches and they're gonna burn it all to the ground
I see you in the burning willows
You don't make a sound
I see you there
You can't get out
You can't get out

• Alternative
• Hardcore
• Indie
• post-hardcore
• Philadelphia