Can you hear me now?
I’m shouting through the static.
Do you have it?
The willingness to open up your ears?
Recognize the sound?
It’s like an echo from years back.
Let it go black.
Shut your eyes, focus on what you hear.
Find a melody within the chaos,
Burn a calendar without a day lost.
Do you ever wonder,
What it is that’s holding you?
Keeping you sleeping?
You weren’t always this comfortable in dreams.
This cyclical slumber.
You’re watching nightmares on repeat,
But the TV,
Bears no future, holds no memories.
Bricks kept stacking to smother the sound.
We’re not building a door, we’re blowing walls down.
The siren’s calling through the radio,
Drowning out all that we thought to know.
Airwaves, like a storm, that fill the sky.
This is no requiem.
The song has not yet died.
Active complacency,
We ignored what it might cost.
The years lost,
Spinning in a silent music box.
This deafened odyssey,
We filled our ears in with ice blocks.
Let it defrost.
Melt away these liquidated locks.
We’re done wasting, waiting for permission.
Release the satellite, begin transmission.
If we raised this up,
Then we can knock it down.
3...2…
The clock’s run out.
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What a damn solid record! It's the perfect example of why I'm certain that Ska Punk is going to play on the highlight reel when I hit up the afterlife. Scott
Toronto band Respire deliver a post-hardcore tour de force on the largest scale possible, orchestrally rich and incessantly uncompromising. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2021