[VERSE]
How many days
How many nights have passed
Every curtain drawn
Every clock is smashed
We'll shut them out for sure
And barricade the doors
Time is dead to us
As we are to the world
[CHORUS]
Slow decay
Colors fade, colors fade to grey
All we made
Nothing gold, nothing gold can stay
[VERSE]
How many seeds
How many roots have grown
Such an unwelcome guest
Buried deep below
A cabin fever dream
Of dirt and dust collect
Splintered tide of mold
Growing in regret
[CHORUS]
Sweet decay
Colors fade, colors fade to grey
All we made
Nothing gold, nothing gold can stay
[BRIDGE]
Rituals and tourniquets
Ghosts of lives that never lived
Haunted house with empty halls
Domestically umbilical
Doubtful vines reach for more
Through the kitchen open doors
Burgeoning suspicious blooms
Invading each and every room
[OUTRO]
So step into the light
Fear and love collide
Limbs that touch the sky
This is us, this is us, this is us, this is us alive!
Wife Patrol make instantly catchy alt rock with streaks of punk, new wave, and metal, overlaid with Bangles-esque harmonies. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 20, 2020