All things pass in this town in this life
We are passing through the dark making hope for the light
Feasting on the hopes of the weak and afraid
Oh we are feasting on the hopes of the weak and the frayed
And I'll shoot a gun to kill my lunch
And I don't have to love or think too much
And I'll build a house of fallen stone
And live alone, live alone
All things pass in this Time and this place
Cause I've been running from a past that I've filled with mistakes
Ohh you can never go home
Oh I swear from here we are alone
And I'll shoot a gun to kill my lunch
And I don't have to love or think too much
And I'll build a house of fallen stone
And live alone, live alone
And I'll live alone
And I'll build a home
And I'll build a home
And I'll live alone
New on the excellent label AVANT!, the debut from Plastic Estate is irresistibly shadowy goth pop with dark majesty & grandeur. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 9, 2022