The
hydrangeas
we planted
Now stand eviscerated
In the July sun
Summer's punishing love
A staunch reminder of my own
I see their injured profiles
Every night
When I stumble home from self harm
I held you too hard
For too long
I never felt betrayed
Not even when you left
Counted every day that you stayed
I want you to be happy
Even if it's without me
I'll keep you in my thoughts
Whether I'd like to or not
There's always this fight in me
and you used to quell that ferocity
But now the sun burns too brightly
Each moment arrives as deafening violence
supported by 52 fans who also own “Hydrangea Bouquet”
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego