When you leave don’t make a sound
The trees will hear and stretch their frowns
Their smallest leaves are turning gray
Before long you too will lose your way
Is it the weather?
That gives me stained glass eyes
With a knack for rolling the dice
When you’re beaten black and blue
Beyond awareness of the bruise
Your smallest details turn away
And leave you in the broader space
Life underwater
Where it all slows down
Among the resting place of the light
And the salt that it drowned
Famous Class ready 4 fuzzed-out pop gems for their latest release by Philly guitarist Mike Polizze, recording as Purling Hiss. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 27, 2016