Verse 1
The golden age of method of madness
Time passes – hour-glasses full of my own name
Drip opaque passages
Like wind chimes of life's grace
I've made it a habit
I'm glad it’s the faces that change
More than hope's accent learns to accentuate
All of my pain
I leave my home where weatherboards shake
In storms their nails pattern my skin with full-stops as my bows break
Now I take a set back
Add an opportunity and mix
Sprinkle endurance and listen to chinks of two glasses
Toasting the impossibility of this
Our existence is as listless as no risk
It’s as if we've twisted into the option of no target so we can't miss
We forgot how to shoot
So when they come for you
Cock back your gun and tell them you're ready to lose
You won't feel the winter when it's gone
Only feel the summer when it comes
So when purpose has gone numb
9-5 feels alive
And torchlight seems like the sun
Chorus
You won't feel the winter x 4
You won't see the sun
Verse 2
I hardly write anymore
Just scrawl letters on my palm to keep score
And a pencil through my temple
Seems a step in the right direction I'm sure
So what’s fake?
What's this snake wrapped around my tongue as I draw
From an entity that enters me when my potential is met with the best of me
And we talk
My locked jaw is blocked - sore
From the pot-holes my plot fought
Against hip-hop even though that's who I fucking rock for
And what's more
Life is up for grabs
Down for the bidding
If you've got enough cash you can by us freedom
Even though my math keeps me twice bitten - or beaten
I'm sure that I don't need it
Happy to be free from both the affluence
And affliction of every season
Though the journey to the top is treacherous
Success does not require us committing treason
Being rich won't give you brains
And being poor won't make you numb
But if your purpose has gone numb
You won't feel the winter or see the sun
supported by 5 fans who also own “Dust Particles in the Sunlight”
I discovered Raising Appalachia a few months ago and I like their sound, so I thought supporting them during this rough times.
Thank you for the music! kbleuer
This album by Kenyan electronic producer rPH and poet Kins of Spade reflects on the impact of religion in their lives and society. Bandcamp New & Notable May 12, 2023