See this world, it's not for you.
See yourself, it's all that's true.
See the land, it's all been sold.
See these hands, blue from cold.
Take my arm and lead me through
These crumbling walls, these desert rooms.
Take my words straight to your heart
And teach the world this long-last art.
Tell me what my eyes can't see.
Tell me where the new life breeds.
For though the winter we made was long,
I know this world is much too strong.
So show me how you will succeed
With all you know and all you bleed.
Show me what this new world holds
For those prepared to leave the fold.
The new EP from DC's Beauty Pill balances between oblique avant-garde composition and sly art-pop, making both sound effortless. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 7, 2021