Time for me to cross
Stepping through the moss
Where dew had left a gloss
It's time for me to cross
Lights will lead the way
A car putting on it's brakes
The sound a tire makes
Lights will lead the way
You'll be there soon if you talk to the man in the moon
It's not far to the yuppie in the foreign car
It's quite a trek if you ask the old man with the broken neck
Blocking the way for you
Life is such a gas
Some drink to make it pass
And all others drive too fast
Life is such a gas
Post-punk in the Sonic Youth mold—melody covered by creeping fuzz, anchored by architectural rhythms, with lyrics both abstract and direct. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 5, 2019