I have no words or pictures framed
And I know you don’t feel the same
But I can’t say I don’t believe
It’s something that we can’t control
Returns the stitched up wounds you stole
And I can’t say I don’t believe
But maybe we’re all too late
It’s lonely, dark, and great
There’s no pattern to this world
It’s too vast to be unfurled while we wait to be nothing
But I’ve seen ice and snowy peaks
And I’ve seen preppies, jocks, and freaks
And I can’t say I don’t believe
It’s something that we can’t ignore
That we’ve all been ‘round here before
And I can’t say I don’t believe
All proceeds from Julia Julian frontperson Max Ripps' experimental indie pop EP will be donated to Philadelphia Community Bail Fund. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 17, 2020