Dark bridges under dark skies
Join dark shores in the well of her eyes
Behind the silence and beyond control
Questions still burn and crackle like coal
Until the telephone rings, she finds she still clings
To that greying, decaying meaning of things
But as she reaches for the light, she realises he's right
Oh no one, but no one, would give up this fight.
Not a sound, no more than smoke
Oh nothing more could fix what he'd broke
Beside himself but beneath contempt
Only one person could halt his descent
And then the telephone rings, and he finds he still clings
To that greying, decaying meaning of things
But as he heads into the night, he realises she's right
Oh no one, but no one, would give up this fight.
Can't you see all you'll miss?
In the end it will all come down to this
All you do and how you live
In the end it will come down to this
Can't you see all you'd miss?
In the end it will all come down to this
All you do and how you live
In the end it will all come down to this
Can't you see all you'll miss?
'Cause it will all come down, all come down to this.
Tompkins Square present a nine-track intro to the gorgeous American Primitive stylings of Wall Matthews—soothing, rustic, and peaceful. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2020
The Imaginational Anthem series comes to Bandcamp. Vol. 9 features an eclectic array of songs selected by Tompkins Square alum Ryley Walker. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 15, 2019