Small-run, limited edition album package, printed on recycled paper with full color CD. 4-panel insert features artwork by Alina Josan.
Purchasable with gift card
$10USD
lyrics
All our plans have fallen through
All our hands point at you
All our palms open
to no one like we've ever seen
and there's no chance in hell
we'll skip the dark part of the dream
All our hands point at you
All our palms open
we're soft-spoken; we've broken knees
and there's no chance in hell
we'll skip the dark part of the dream
We won't be subdued
when we've so much to loose
We won't bury our lips
or whisper bits that'd be better screamed
and there's no chance in hell
we'll skip the dark part of the dream
