City's just a pile of stones with painted lines and crowded roads, electric hums that make you feel alone. It starts again in an empty field where we reach out our hands to an empty sky, where the trees grown down and have no yield, and our thoughts stretch so long that we could die. There's a secret in your heartstrings. Put my head to your chest and hear it sing, "I'm alive, I'm alive. It's what I wanna be,"
Hit that teenage button just to bite that tongue and taste that rust and figure out exactly who to trust. It starts again in an empty field where we sleep under and empty sky. Where the trees grow down and offer no shield and our shadows stretch so long that we could die. here's a secret in your heartstrings. Put my head to your chest and hear it sing, "I'm alive, I'm alive. It's what I wanna be," here's a secret in your heartstrings. Put my head to your chest and hear it sing, "I'm alive, I'm alive. So won't you sing with me?" So won't you?
Knowing for sure now you know nothing for sure now. I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive.
The members of Big Slice rubbed shoulders with Britpop legends like Suede & Echobelly—no surprise when you hear their radiant, hooky songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 17, 2022