Your hand on the chain-link
That you feel fit to put between
Us now that your leaving
You never said what you mean
Said we where through
And that you made up your mind
Because it seems easy
Just to bury what's inside
Eyes pinned with hatred
So thick I could choke
Driving back to your broken home
Couldn't stop crying
Though the ground was rushing by
And I'm not what's missing
Really there's nothing there to find
Been lying unconscious
Just waiting for this mood to break
Still stuck in some lie
Like some clown in the parade
Undivided in everything
I'm on the outside looking in
Maybe it's not me
I barely know who I am
But I don't wanna see you
I tried so hard to forget
That I'm not different
The little I know about your love
Those tender feelings
You took and rose above
On the outside looking in
In so much pain I can hardly feel a thing
The fantastic indie folk songs on the latest from Gold Dust are slathered in gallons of echo, making them feel titanic and 200 feet tall. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 6, 2022