Bleak Weekends by Echopark
The song explores the raw reality of emotional struggle, loss, and resignation. It offers a dark kind of companionship—bonded by shared pain and survival. There’s a recognition that hope and effort don’t always save us, and that sometimes, all we can do is relate, endure, and face the bleakness together.
Tracklist
| 1. | Echopark - Bleak Weekends | 3:04 |
Lyrics
He's gone for good and we'll go too,
Let's not pretend
Despair will keep troubles at bay
The ancient ghosts, the "truly yours",
And the bitter ends
Oh, and trust me I did try
To fool myself all this time
And here we are
All the words you gave and took right back,
I can relate
Far from ideal, to beg, but it's OK,
They'll understand
What it really means to barely scrape
The barrel's bottom, the promised blossom,
Every month's end
Oh, and trust me I did try
To fool myself all this time
And here we are
Credits
Recorded and produced between Massachusetts, Maine, Salento, and London.
Mixing and mastering by Matilde Davoli.
License
All rights reserved.
We want music to never turn into something boring for us. It would mean that we have become boring. Because music does not die with mp3′s or copyright: boredom is what brings it down, when it becomes a habit. All we need is a small do-it-yourself collective, as tiny as a simple smile.