Perfect Spirals from Kicking by ness lake

Cut down the trees except the ones by the road
You spent a whole summer trying to sweat out the drugs
You said that “there's new patches on my jacket
And on my skin, with names and brands, I can't tell where denim ends or begins”

There's this journal that i have
Where I write when i can
Little things I should say
But I can't understand
They go line by line,
Pretend the grammar is fine

Cut down the trees except the ones by the road
I spent a whole summer trying to perfect my throw
You coached quietly
You rolled up your sleeves

But all along I knew your words were final
The membranes and fulcrums of perfect spirals
Arrange my fingers on the spine
Calculate my release, make sure it's on time

• Alternative
• emo
• indie
• lo-fi
• sad
• Ypsilanti