Midnight and it’s like eighty-six. I’m hardly content. I’m giving up around here and I’m gone.
I keep feeling lust. The Summer went by so fast. I hate looking over.
It’s dark cause I gave a lot of thought but I didn’t have the time to.
It’s all about money in a stolen space I view. It all ends soon.
The wrong eyes and I can’t be sick. Sitting right across the moon. I get rounded up in here and it’s my fault.
I keep feeling lust. The Summer went by so fast. I hate looking over. The morning when I feel dead.
I roll fate down and I just can’t hurry up.
Existent light in the chance I should cause.
At least if I’m gonna dance, I’ll taste the Summer now and how it went by so fast.
I keep looking over. The trees, the lake, the year, the life.. It’s open. It’s over.
One of Seattle's most interesting bands, Versing evolve their indie rock sound in more spaced out, laconic directions on this new release. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 24, 2023