For a long time we were coasting on fumes. It didn’t matter: we were glued to the view, out from the frontlines with nothing to lose, the world got longer, the world got longer.// Read an author, she was born in the sky, died not long after in the context of time, and in the middle she had a beautiful mind and it spilled over, it spilled over.// Would you shine when you get up to fight? Would you win faster by dimming your lights? We’ll all get smaller ‘til we all disappear, if we hide how we’re bright out of some distant fear.// We’re always sinking, separate and sore, but deep sea mountains: how are they formed? And do they, too, start to die from the moment they’re born. The world is changing, always has been. Would you shine when you get up to fight? Would you win faster by dimming your lights? We’ll all get smaller ‘til we all disappear if we hide how we’re bright out of some distant fear. Yea, we’ll hide how we’re bright but it’ll just be from fear…// We need you. Your beautiful brain, your clever eyeball and your love for the rain cuz we’ve got a lifetime for pushing back against pain. If something’s pretty, let it be pretty.
RVIVR is like antidepressants for me. i just cant fucking feel anything but stoked when I listen to any of their songs. so triumphant. Guitar hooks for days, catchy choruses, amazing harmonies, everything that makes a perfect pop punk record. Mickie Rat