I see them coming down the road
But it never comes to life
Never comes to sight.
Sit down for a minute or two
Running round in my mind with a pocket of tools
a bag of quick mix and tin snips to whip this
Don’t hold me down
Rhythm and fire
A golden hand couldn’t hold this
Dark and grey when everything’s hopeless
I still know it’s gonna come true
When the rain the rain is pouring
When the darkness is dawning
Thunder roaring
Straight back to a rhythm that’s calling a castle never falling
We can’t sink when it comes to pressure
Fire in the hole
Time to zip my vest up
Put my chin up over the bar
Ain’t no limitations we come this far
(chorus)
Dodging arrows in the dark,
Writing poems for a chip of bark,
Waiting for the tree to grow roots to feed the needy and pharaoh to free me.
My dream; when you get the key come see me,
This ain’t hype its true it’s all me
12 years old,
Writing in my room with a tape deck
I know I needed that
When the rain is pouring
When the darkness is dawning
Thunder roaring
Straight back to a rhythm that’s calling
A castle never falling
Times ticking everyday bringing pressure
Bringing fire I keep giving water
Countless souls and hopeless banter trying to bring me down
So many eyes
Not many ears
Silver and gold
Nobody cares
Souls of charcoal,
Hearts of stone,
Join the world that goes by on your own
The two sides to producer Steve White’s music—futurism and soulfulness—sit more comfortably together than ever before on his latest album as Steve Spacek, which balances boundary-testing sonics with earnest, heart-on-sleeve lyrics. Bandcamp Album of the Day Dec 11, 2018
An out-of-control electronic spin on the Tarantella, with appropriately spidery electronics and beats that spasm and flail. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 1, 2019