Hold WINGTIPS in your hands with the CD version of the debut album!
Includes unlimited streaming of Exposure Therapy
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lyrics
The aftertouch, as softly as it lived became frozen ash
The static feeds embrace the retinal corridor
We’re passed the point of explanation, delineation
The barricade won’t keep me away again.
It’s turning dark, the landscape paints its innocence
Fulfilled at last just gliding past sincerity
Tell me again why you can’t shake the memory
Tell me what you discern from this emptiness
Soft to touch, but hard to please
You pass through me just like a breeze
Strange enough to call it true
It’s clear at last, I’ve fallen through
Fluorescent dreams, thinking of you constantly
The thought of you, effervescent but omnipresent
Tell me this time what you have found, what you've prepared
Tell me what you discern from this ghost affair
Soft to touch, but hard to please
You pass through me just like a breeze
Strange enough to call it true
It’s clear at last, I’ve fallen through
Fun, bright post-punk that emulates the bands I grew up with so well that I honestly had to check and make sure the album wasn't a re-release from 1984. So glad this came up in my recommended feed. modestwriggles