Split Logs from Run by Prawn

Look up they’re splitting logs again in our backyards. They’re taking off. Look out I’m falling out of trees again. Murmur in my heart, pressure on my walls. Heads up I’m making saves again. Stretching out these wrists. Stop your solipsistic ramblings, we shoot equal par with common thoughts we share like mine and yours. We’re two logs split right open with our rotten wood exposed in the dark. Look out I’m falling out of trees again. Murmur in heart, pressure on these walls. Lie in the weeds and lose your head again. Lovers never meet, they’ve known all along. Heads up I’m making saves again. Stretching out these wrists. Pressure on these walls, I’ve climbed them far too many times. So take some time to think about it. You have secrets, but I have sequence. So take some time to think about it. Come back I can’t live without it.

• Emo
• Indie
• Post-Rock
• Punk
• New Jersey