My bride is the depth
The sea that gave me a wedding ring
Inflate the sails, the salty wind
She kissed my forehead
Free and cold, a deep blue sea
Inflate the sails, the salty wind
Do you hear it?
Do you hear it?
The song of the sailor
No reflections of the stars
It was a night without a single light
For fast and short dynamic life
She kissed his forehead
With her free and cold and leaden lips
And took away the wedding ring
The Australian post-punk outfit's second album courses with unkempt kinetic energy, full of spring-tight basslines and hypnotic riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024