HUNDRED WATERS | Delicioso

Hundred Waters

Ya he escrito un post sobre ellos. Son de Florida (EE.UU) y se llaman HUNDRED WATERS, y su disco es del mismo nombre. Buscadlo, un pedazo y delicioso álbum que simplemente gusta.



This started out as some things do
One wispy wire,
one thin, lone shoot
And it spread ahead before me
And where I used to run, it outran me

Many buzzing fights we all contain
Many many-veined and cellophane
We are twisted from fibers, wound to thread
And we will wind ourselves until we're dead

That black boil weighs like a pit of ink
And it sits in many chests, where it sags and sinks
I know it well, it knows me
But it has known many more before me

From our tissues and from our strands
Sits a figure with outstretched hands
Saying we can sit solitary
We can crouch in sanctuary

Or we can gather
Our threads into rope
and pull