When I wake up I open one eye at a time,
'cause it hurts to let in the light.
I have to release these events in my mind.
Dreams I live part of my life.
Roll out of bed and stumble right into the grind.
Crushed by another day and swept aside.
Little ants, little queens, little time to stop and look around.
Can't even stop to see where the foot comes down.
Count your steps or lose your way, lose your place.
Might be better off, might be just the same.
Roll out of bed and stumble right into the grind.
Crushed by another day and swept aside.
Crawl to my sanctuary, embrace my other life.
Might not be real but it makes it alright.
Run out of shelter and stumble my first step.
Flight might not have been my best bet.
Fright might not catch up if I can just stand and run.
Who ever said that this could be done?
Art-pop that turns a critical eye on the world, as accessible as it is complex; sales benefit the Southern Poverty Law Center. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 24, 2018
All proceeds from Julia Julian frontperson Max Ripps' experimental indie pop EP will be donated to Philadelphia Community Bail Fund. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 17, 2020