lyrics
It's the end of the world,
The best laid plans collapse into a tiny white dot,
When I was a girl, my favourite thing was turning off the television,
Hypnotised arms across the dying screen,
The rustle electricity controlling me,
It's the end of the world,
Fixtures and fittings collapse into a tiny white dot,
Promises and lies dissolving fast,
And all the floor is lava now, all of the cracks you avoided are chasms now,
The static electricity inside your skin
At the end of the world, the untold secrets growing in your throat, the untreatable cancer in your lungs, the unborn child, the unexploded bomb, the unasked questions trembling on your tongue, unspeakable acts and everlasting love all melting into one
It's the end of the world,
Order and chaos collapse into a tiny white dot.
credits
from
Spells,
released September 4, 2020
Vocals: Miriam Ingram and Carol Keogh
Bass: Colin J Morris
Guitar, synth, keys, percussion: Diolmhain Ingram Roche
Recorded by Colin J Morris and Diolmhain Ingram-Roche
Produced by Diolmhain Ingram-Roche (Wastefellow)
Mastered by Dunk Murphy
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