Labyrinths from EP by Rough Spring

A broken promise of a safe road, a single path to shepherd all. Littered with the gold of past lives, their stories stenciled on the walls. I cling to desire like a petulant child with his hands on something dangerous. Holding it close and breathing carefully, deceived. In a garden in the forest, infinite bookshelves line the walls. It’s hidden somewhere in my memory, but I’ve found nothing there at all. I cling to desire like a petulant child with his hands on something dangerous. Holding it close and breathing carefully, deceived. I didn’t know to find it on my own. It’s all been nullified. Walk forever. We’ll rest when the day is done. We won’t recover. We’ll burn under endless sun.

• Rock
• indie
• post-hardcore
• post-punk
• progressive
• punk
• New Jersey