I draw the curtains and make myself absent.
I put the mask of reality on, my face turns grey.
You put your masks of sincerity on, the world turns grey.
My discontent refuses to turn its back on me.
My discontent refuses to turn its back on me.
Questions soak in my mind and then spread.
So what have I accomplished?
My goals are fulfilled.
My discontent refuses to turn its back on me.
My discontent refuses to turn its back on me.
Happiness languishes on its state of duration,
prosperity is no ideal having it always.
Happiness languishes on its state of duration,
prosperity is no ideal having it always.
Vague unrest.
Toronto band Respire deliver a post-hardcore tour de force on the largest scale possible, orchestrally rich and incessantly uncompromising. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2021