your mother hides in the kitchen
on the day that he comes home
your brother always manages
to find somewhere to go
you lay on the bedroom floor
hoping i'll come over soon
to take you away
before the hurricane hits
but things are not better for me
i am terrible company
here he is now
pulling up the drive
the crunching and grinding sound
of sand beneath his tyres
the house is like a vacuum
when he steps over the threshold
but the beer is plentiful here
and it is cold
i'm still half an hour out
flying down the freeway
you're pulling all your shit together
for a speedy escape
the television
flickering on the back wall
he yells at us
we say nothing at all
through the front door
fall into the car
but i've got nowhere to take you now
through osborne park
to north beach
driving through the dark
we could get something to eat
a sad and silent moment
when you reach out for my knee
we know that we can't take this forever
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Immensely enjoyable. On the Shoegazer spectrum, Lowtide's song structures are an acknowledgement to the great Slowdive, using the feedback to create shimmering atmospheres. Beautiful and timeless. Mike Delejewski