For the next 20 years or so you'll waste your time on this, putting pieces in.
Don't hold your breath, we've been drawing lines in dirt since we were kids.
It's for the best; try again, but nothing ever comes of it.
Forfeit and run out into the cold.
Eyes shut with no navigation.
Smoke rises through the treetops.
Flashlight beams scatter as they look for you.
If a painting of someone crying in the snow, holding their broken life in a warm embrace sounded like something it would sound like this album Christian
Portland shoegaze that plays, as the best representatives of the genre do, with huge, hollow atmosphere against intimate observations. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 23, 2016