I may be alone but maybe someday I won’t
and if I hold my breath, time slows down just a bit
some days the words cling to my tongue, no they won’t come
walking past the old folks home again but it’s okay
summer waits with open arms for me
let’s pretend there’s no such thing as air conditioning
let the sweat run from our hair, til on our lips it’s mingling
my life lights up at night, sirens warn me: walk on by
went out to shake it off, but I got swallowed up dissolved
I don’t understand the happiness I see
the homeless man with the long white beard talking to himself
summer, young man, packed its bags and left
let’s pretend that words can really convey a meaning
and all this waste of space and energy and it’s nothing i’m feeling
i just want to
Plinky shoegaze-inflected guitar rock confronts the world with both nihilism and hope on the sophomore release Philadelphia band Knifeplay. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 1, 2022