Listen "The Tempest"
Episode Synopsis
Wawa - Instrumental
Steph Something - Vocal melody, lyrics, vox
Max Deago - Lead Guitar
The Tempest
Woke with the radio arguing with my veins
Poured last night's promises down the sink and watched them drown
Slid my sins into my pockets like loose change
But not enough for a cab or forgiveness
Worked a smile into the corner of my face
Held the world together for a moment
Then it peeled away
I dig with my bare hands
Nails full of time, lungs full of dust
If I ever reach daylight
I’ll tell it the truth
I was the tempest nobody checked for
And I stormed anyway
You said weekend like a promise
I took it like a dare
Leaned too close and burned my palms on someone else's fire
Now I trace the outlines of names I used to keep
They’re thin as the smoke of a cigarette and gone before I can say them
But I kept the good parts pinned beneath my ribs
I did
I dig with my bare hands
Nails full of time, lungs full of dust
If I ever reach daylight
I’ll tell it the truth
I was the tempest no one checked for
And I stormed anyway
I practice apologies in bathroom mirrors
Watch the sink fill with rehearsals
Watch my eyes leaving themselves
I dig with my bare hands
Nails full of time, lungs full of dust
If I ever reach daylight
I’ll tell it the truth
I was the tempest no one checked for
And I stormed away
Steph Something - Vocal melody, lyrics, vox
Max Deago - Lead Guitar
The Tempest
Woke with the radio arguing with my veins
Poured last night's promises down the sink and watched them drown
Slid my sins into my pockets like loose change
But not enough for a cab or forgiveness
Worked a smile into the corner of my face
Held the world together for a moment
Then it peeled away
I dig with my bare hands
Nails full of time, lungs full of dust
If I ever reach daylight
I’ll tell it the truth
I was the tempest nobody checked for
And I stormed anyway
You said weekend like a promise
I took it like a dare
Leaned too close and burned my palms on someone else's fire
Now I trace the outlines of names I used to keep
They’re thin as the smoke of a cigarette and gone before I can say them
But I kept the good parts pinned beneath my ribs
I did
I dig with my bare hands
Nails full of time, lungs full of dust
If I ever reach daylight
I’ll tell it the truth
I was the tempest no one checked for
And I stormed anyway
I practice apologies in bathroom mirrors
Watch the sink fill with rehearsals
Watch my eyes leaving themselves
I dig with my bare hands
Nails full of time, lungs full of dust
If I ever reach daylight
I’ll tell it the truth
I was the tempest no one checked for
And I stormed away
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