as i navigate this giant lot, i anticipate yr charm. now i'm left just with this recollection and a restlessness in my arms. we varied in excitement and for that i'll take the blame. i beg of you, can we return to "i'm really glad you came". trapped in a delightful pattern with mutual compliance. nights of loud nose and affinity, each followed by silence. you'd comment on the boys at school and all their silly flaws. talking circles around all yr peers, both lesser and in awe. now i define my contentment just by our vicinity, but yr off in yr own utopia and not reminiscing the ways in which we'd release those hidden thoughts in dimlit rooms. instead you've scorched all that i thought i knew, and left me in the fumes. i can't go a day without feeling that familiar ache. i'm sure that yr absence will find more of me in there it can break. now i survive on solely brief flashes of when we'd part and count the seconds until the time we could meet again. it's getting harder to be near you as move on all alone.
Famous Class ready 4 fuzzed-out pop gems for their latest release by Philly guitarist Mike Polizze, recording as Purling Hiss. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 27, 2016