Cole's Response

At first, everything is slow. It's like walking along the shore. Sand under your feet, wind. Nothing foreshadows anything - and then suddenly: gravel, viscosity, a voice that doesn't shout, but seems to speak from within. And it doesn't let go.

This track doesn't have the usual verses about ‘everything will be fine.’ Here, it's about when you want to break free, but you can't breathe. When freedom isn't ‘going out into the field,’ but simply not getting stuck inside yourself. When every ‘cut,’ ‘tear out,’ ‘let it bleed’ sounds frightening... but liberating. Like breaking away from something rotten that has long pretended to be part of the body.

It's heavy. It's dark. But perhaps it's honest.