There’s Emo, and then there’s Rites of Spring.
“I… wish… sometimes…
the mind were blind.
(I see) what must be seen.
(I feel) what can’t be real.
(I know) what’s done is done.
It goes on and on…”
There’s Emo, and then there’s Rites of Spring.
“I… wish… sometimes…
the mind were blind.
(I see) what must be seen.
(I feel) what can’t be real.
(I know) what’s done is done.
It goes on and on…”
Austin Rich 