It’s not my place to say and I might be mistaken,
so correct if I’m wrong about feeling complacent,
but whose side are you on?
This isn’t what we agreed on.
I can’t forget you.
This feeling is mutual and it’s true,
I hope you feel special.
I’m taking you with me.
You were right on the money about me
and suddenly it all ended so quickly.
But when the world caves in on you,
don’t ever say I never told you.
I can’t forget you.
This feeling is mutual and it’s true,
I hope you feel special.
Though I couldn’t see past the smoke,
it was clear with the words you spoke again.
Was it all in my head?
Don’t wanna be found,
at least until sundown.
Maybe then I’ll come around;
leave me alone for now.
I’m no good with words,
even worse with my hands.
Nothing i ever do goes according to plan.
I like to pretend I have a really talented friend who recorded this album as a gift. That's what it feels like; a gift from a stupidly close friend. sherryking
Confining himself to the very literal title of the project, what Invalids normally does in long form is here condensed to it's necessity, and illustrates Pete Davis' ability to craft a potent and evocative experience in just a matter of seconds. It's a head-spinning burst of sonic expression that demands little of your time, and a lot of your heart. Stephen Mlinarcik