Low Tide [post-rock, experimental, post-metal, sludge, ambient]

Can't count the cost
These broken hands
To oft as glowing
I played my part
Now they're letting me go home

loner
Alone, undone
loner
Alone and dead

Can't count the cost
Still cursed the one
Unending vision
I'll thank you all
As you're letting me go home

loner
Alone, undone
loner
Alone and down