At night the snow came down
Destined to stay until the thaw
You never know what will become a memory
Destroying cities under our feet
Days seem to go on
But life itself so fleeting
Before you know it you’ve reached the edge
If you’re lucky to have made it that far
How many springtime embraces will you feel?
How many moments yet to come?
Taste the air that warms your heart
Take hold of those you long to embrace
Here now to have and to hold
Remind yourself while you can
Just picturing the basement dwelling losers standing around in a shitty club with like 12 people pretending that they are artistic geniuses because they make tapes. Basically the worst tendencies in modern noise all compounded into one sound. Then again; most noise is terrible. I mean how much of it do we really need? Damn sorry for being such a bummer. Adam Lehrer/Safety Propganda