Exhalants
Atonement

I read an incomprehensible review and it piqued my curiosity quite a bit,
I listened to this band and, let all the saints fall from the sky, a bust.

I don't know man, running without helmets is dangerous for yesterday,
Jesus looks at me like a messy drip in a kettle, good for the dogs.
Navigating between lacquered furniture and a musty smell,
I remember having tinnitus or a plug in my ear, dizzy.

Inside my head, behind my face, words travel
a cloud above the silence, another moment above the noise.
clear, safe, timeless.