Glimpse

September 4th 2024 single. Follow up to 2024 album 'People Who Aren't There Anymore'. William Cashion – bass, guitar (2006–present) Samuel T. Herring – vocals (2006–present) Gerrit Welmers – keyboards, programming (2006–present) Michael Lowry – drums (2020–present; touring musician 2014–2019)

[Verse 1] I whisper the tongue - like an old friend I cherish my time, here - alone I wait in the eyes of the passing night To help me laugh brushfires again By the swallow's sleeve, I'm a new hand Cutting out the shapes that burn me I can touch the mouths of these child gods And these true minds that hurt man [Chorus] And the will - will go up To the crashing sails And the crushing wails Of my old pen This wind screams - while I'm asleep And dreams that these white eyes Will smile again [Chorus] And the will - will go up To the crashing sails And the crushing wails Of my old pen This wind screams - while i'm asleep And dreams that these white eyes Will smile again [Verse 2] I take to the road like an old man I cherish my time here - alone I process the lines of the passing lights Losing myself, I change my plans By the western walls- I'm a cursed hand By the eastern seas - I'm hardly wrong I can swing myself down from these trees When I crave a glimpse of weary sands [Instrumental Break] [Verse 3] I whisper the tongue like an old friend I cherish my time here alone I swing myself down from these trees To help me laugh brushfires again