My thoughts are hiking through the greatest valley. My thoughts are climbing the highest mountain. My thoughts are running through the darkest forest. My thoughts are diving in the deepest sea. They are within my reach but they will stay unreachable. Memories are „just like the ocean, always in love with the moon.“ First dead calm then the tide. I want to embrace them as they are kissing me so dearly. I need to bury them as they are choking me so hard. A beautiful amber is like gold dust shining bright. It brings back love it brings back light. Sometimes I am able to hold it in my hands but it always ends in smoke. They are saving me. They are leaving me. I am keeping up. I am giving up. Calm sea. Rough sea. They are walking side by side. Dear Liv Ivy you will never be my valentine.
The drums after the breakdown drive me insane; the kick and snare interaction is ridiculous. This whole album is goated and has reignited my love of punk and its subgenres. Sirko.rip