Cradled by the pulse of the currents
Dizzy by the lack of moon
Dreaming of sweet magnetism
Seed in soil due by June
Sweet darlin' Leviathan
I made a deal with the devil
He'll do anything for the crypto
leave me anywhere God don't go
But powerful never play fair
Leviathan, I trusted you
Shoes drying in Nineveh
Two nationalists with differing views
Walking through the streets of Chicago
thinkin' 'bout that skull-crushing mercy
praying for whomever will have me
dangling apples in front of the hungry
You dream in black and white but claim to see the light
Anglers got no reference yet they seem to do it right
Come a little closer, I would like to hold you tight
What's your definition of a s-s-sacred night?
There's no way to describe it
It's a mythical silence
It's a kiss on the eyelid
light flickers on the water's cool breath
Drift down 'til there's nothing beneath me
Rise up in a million new ways
(Carry me home. Swallow me. Follow every bone. Whoa-oh-oh!)
Perhapsy’s latest—which is also available on translucent cyan vinyl—draws from shoegaze & dreampop, and tells a wrenching true story. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 1, 2018