Ill at ease in a passive tune I remember after all,
Lost at sea like a wayward tuna the be all and end all,
Thoughts return but the plans have changed like a farm in urban sprawl,
Barn a wall to the raging tides of strip malls in the wall,
So I return to where the thought began and cue the ball re-fall,
Let the shot ring out in space and ring the crystal ball
of matter at all, does it matter?
Matter at all, does it
matter at all? Does
it matter at all?
Shuffle off under stars that shine to the point of dots in space,
Ferry through to the island in the sun that beats the waves,
Every step that I’ve taken leads me back to here today,
Look back on the journey taken, went the other way
of matter at all, does it matter?
Matter at all, does it
matter at all? Does
it matter at all?
Matter at rest is a dish best served cold,
Matter gets pushed and matter gets pulled,
Matter gets twisted, shaped to an O,
But matter is not what’s put in the bowl.
I look through these eyes in space who can see just blighted colour,
But up in my imagination I see something other,
I don’t have a pantone that can echo what I mutter
To the mirror of the matter to my sister to my brother
To the cells who hold the parachute together
Closer to each other, close
matter at all, does it matter?
Matter at all, does it
matter at all? Does
it matter at all?
This can strike at any time when memories uncage me,
Connect me to the timeless time or otherwise engage me,
Release the shackles in my conscious mind that frame me
Into just the vassal not the power raging through the channel, for that matter
does it matter at all, does it matter?
Matter at all, does it
matter at all? Does
it matter at all?
Woozy, rollicking indie rock that's thick and humid, searching vocals set against pealing guitars. Also available on cassette. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 22, 2016
Deerhood release new LP “Mountain Moves” two weeks early on Bandcamp, with proceeds during this period going to The Emergent Fund. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 28, 2017