From the recording The Media Without Voice
from The Media without Voice, released February 14, 2016
Lyrics: Emily Connally & Anastasia Gorbunova
Vocals: Anastasia Gorbunova
Guitars: John Puplett
Bass: Sean Foxley
Drums: Arun Dhanjal
Lyrics
Count them blessed
The perseverance
We praise, we promise mercy
But I’m afraid of you
And the temptations of our flesh
Dress ourselves in safety nets
Go fishing for those gates
To salvation
Old white kitchen clock keeps ticking
taking stock of tenderness
But the hand’s not sticking to the rest
Wicked waiting in the wings
It only rains on days like this
Like a sponge I soak it up
Waiting for my turn to douse
Nostrils flare as we drink
Though in sin we seem to live
All our obstacles are clear
Nothing can ungrasp the grip
Whoever restrains me,
Restrains the wind…
Run!
Are your legs broken?
You will change me,
I will change you;
Now that we know,
What can we do?
You will change me,
I will change you;
Now that we know,
What can we do?
Resistance is futile
This one’s going to f♬cking hurt.