Setting sunshine.
It’s alright. You didn’t need a lie.
Setting sunshine.
It’s alright. You can only die.
Setting sunshine.
It’s alright. You didn’t need no lie.
Setting daylight.
Come in. Come in by my side.
Let it lie.
There’s no other world.
You’ve got it.
There’s no other way.
And now you’re on it.
Wasted.
Your hands are so empty.
Tasted.
Amount to nothing.
I am that nothing.
I’m waiting for something to come.
I found it, I keep it, I’m waiting a moment.
I’m dying to scream its name.
There’s no other world.
You’ve got it.
There’s no other way.
And now you’re on it.
There’s no other world.
You’ve got it.
There’s no other way.
And now you’re on it.
Empty hands are opened up.
Upside down this beggar’s cup.
What we seem is what we need.
It’s what we need.
Setting sunshine.
In my eyes.
We’ll see our way
through this mad parade,
this century.
Illuminate.
Setting sunshine.
Sad parade.
Setting sunshine.
Separate.
Setting sunshine.
Century.
Screamo, post-rock, and a little black metal meld together for Virginia quartet Infant Island's signature immersive and melancholy sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 28, 2020