Alyssa Corey - Vocals
Dom Tolerico - Guitars
Matt Bednash - Bass
Rich Robinson - Drums
lyrics
You can polish your smile to meet the comfort of the room
But all the while/ your eyes give it away
Cut the tension with the razor blades you’re keeping in your bag
And keep those feelings to yourself and hope, hope for better days
Meet me in the Poppy fields so we might finally sleep
Meet me in the cold November air
Meet me at the corner of Gasoline and War Machines
So we might finally get some comfort there
I can almost remember/those sleek, steel, summer smiles
Oh, but you couldn’t doubt it/ We had troubadour style
I caught a glance once at a traffic light the red shown on your face
And reflected was the green on mine and it burned out long before today
credits
from Cellar Door,
released October 31, 2014
Music and Lyrics by Robinson
Terry Venemous is releasing new music every 3 weeks this year. His latest EP is sumptuous art pop with a wry sense of detachment.
Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 27, 2024
supported by 4 fans who also own “Gasoline and War Machines”
Holy shit Walt. Your laugh is unbearable. There was nothing said that would warrant a laugh like that. Its like a baby that laughs when its dad hurts himself. He just cracks up at nothing and it sounds like he's having a respiratory attack of some sort. eagle126