A resplendent digipak containing beautiful artwork by our own Simon J Curd.
Includes unlimited streaming of Vigils
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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A resplendent digipak containing beautiful artwork, and a lovely new tshirt both designed by our own Simon J Curd. Men's t-shirts are Military Green, Ladies' t-shirts are Navy.
Includes unlimited streaming of Vigils
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
ships out within 2 days
Purchasable with gift card
£16GBPor more
lyrics
At dusk, well fed, the concerned assemble, parking cars on worn playground markings which are no use at keeping form. Stuffed in molded chairs made for tiny children, bemusement looks to ruin the forum until she stands and tuts and coughs.
Upon the floor descends a hush of weary anticipation and the self-appointed rants as they watch.
“Hi, give me disease, and cures, and more maladies. They’ll play us all, you’ll see I’m right. You can think what you like but no one else will give you any answers.”
A pregnant pause erupts and holds court as sceptical rebuttals are formed in mouths too shy to say much. And timidly someone states that “she’s always concentrating on ignoring the facts in front of us...
“Whatever they may be. I don’t doubt that she must be dead certain this is the end for which she’s yearned but never learns won’t come. And though it’s awful she might be right.”
“Hi, give me disease, and cures, and more maladies. They’ll play us all, you’ll see I’m right. You can think what you like but no one else will give you any answers.”