Youth, our regret. Idle times never left. We're counting days we never kept. We haven't quite reached
the end, we've merely just come so fucking close. fading dreams, a moments lapse, I can't keep stride
with all that's passed. Empty words falling flat from sources unsound. It's not what happens, it's just
what is told. We've fallen all too far to regain composure. Take me out.
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There is something purely authentic and honest about Infant Island's music. These songs are substantial in their impact that go deep under the surface. The sound mix is everywhere (track 3 on headphones?!?!) with some of the slower nuanced moments giving needed space for maximum effect when the violent intensity hits. But on career highlight "Awoken," they leave nothing behind. A must hear song from an increasingly important band. bcb723
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