Sometimes the feelings of what it used to mean
Sound like a faint voice blowing in the wind
Just when it seems so far away
I look to the skies and I see open wings
I don’t care if it sounds cliche
I still believe in the words we used to say
I will not succumb to the fear of failure
These words are not just empty convictions
I still believe in what this fight is for
I still believe in the underdogs
I still believe in the songs sung like this before
Belief in the hearts of us all
Like a phoenix rising high through the ash
My soul’s on fire, set the skies ablaze
Burning bright for the once lost
On their debut record, the London hardcore upstarts cross-up mosh-ready fare with melancholic ambient passages, weeping guitars, and virtuosic vocal harmonies, but its romantic veneer is much more complicated than it seems. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 30, 2019