The room looked very long
The window opened out
The walls flared in the sun
But could not stretch inside the skull
so slowly I crawled
The plains are endless so travel fast
The past is breathing on your neck
I searched Orion’s belt
I some years missing spent
Following and asking trains
Their words are silences their ends
bend to the places to which they’re sent
The plains are endless so travel fast
The distance echoes as you pass
And the footprint in the snow closes its walls
And the moon between the branches hides in clouds
And the magpie calls and then it does not call
And the moving chest of someone close is stilled
And the photos you had kept you cannot find
It’s gone from here, but reappears in your mind
The Walls Flare In The Sun
The Walls Flare In The Sun
The Walls Flare In The Sun
The Walls Flare In The Sun
The Walls Flare In The Sun
The Walls Flare In The Sun
The Walls Flare In The Sun
The Walls Flare In The Sun
The Walls Flare In The Sun
credits
from Walls,
released August 29, 2011
Bassett, Burkosky, Finkelman, Synnett, 2011.
supported by 4 fans who also own “The Walls Flare in the Sun”
Just as bad ass as the first Fountain Album... Super solid buildups and soundscapes.. Another great one for experimenting with artwork etc. 9/10 Ky Ren/Aid An
supported by 4 fans who also own “The Walls Flare in the Sun”
Shout outs to CLUBGEAR and the dudes from Squad Massage for introducing this music into their video. If it wasn't for that video, I would have never found this band! L1monthetrack
Infusing live drums with glitched-out guitar fuzz and politically charged bars, Youniss reckons with a world still entrenched in anti-Blackness. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 8, 2023