Flip a switch in my head
and starve this clock that I have fed.
I can't tell which fear I've fled -
the one I saw or the one I said.
These words that I've said: are they from my heart or from my head?
Watch these words fall apart. Were they in my head or in my heart?
This word and this breath: an echo will be all that's left
of this heart and this mind. Which did I choose to leave behind?
I watch this watching clock
built from guilt and hard as rock.
I have tried, but these hands don't stop
counting up and ticking off.
These words that I've said: are they from my heart or from my head?
Watch these words fall apart. Were they in my head or in my heart?
This word and this breath: an echo will be all that's left
of this heart and this mind. Which did I choose to leave behind?
All you'd have to do
is not think it through -
not stop to think.
No one's stopping you.
No one's stopping you
No one except for you
No one's stopping you
No no
Throwing mathcore, emo, and ambient into the mix, Estonia's Kaschalot push progressive rock's multitasking approach to its limits. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 10, 2021