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Time Well

by Cloakroom

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Spent a few days returning to society I thanked the new and the old gods too For reassuring me I knew ‘em by name They crumbled under scrutiny We drank harsh teas and we burned offerings To stare death in the face Newly attuned to the secrets whom The day and night exchange Changing my shape, removing my impurities They're gone but not entirely I was gone but not entirely All that I can consume and to all I'll subdue All that I can destroy and all I'll remove
Big World 04:54
There's got to be a pressure point Someone else can hold I've got this ache between my temples Maybe it’s my inner-eye dusting off its lens Maybe it's that fight-or-flight acting up again Take me outside, show me what I've been missin' People never fail to entertain my sour disposition Greater in thought, lesser in shape Aeon of a child, sickness of the age Over the ridge the circle completes Around you and around me There's got to be some kind of way to counteract the pull Like a medium moves between two worlds Yet I know there is only one plane I'm wanderin' There is only but one way for my wheels to spin I've been dreaming in a broken bed Pulling off a tail that'll grow again Becoming convinced our cold blood Needs a little pain, needs a little sun Nourished by the sun, nothing’s going to change Shedding old skin, growing new fangs Put me in a tomb, send me into space In a little tank to disintegrate I'll disintegrate brighter than most Over the ridge on your way home On your way home, tuning out the noise Aeon of a child, sickness of the age
Running through a cold rain as if the pace could keep you dry The trap ‘round my leg Underneath this maze of pine Clothes catching nails under the wire, over the rail As if they were always there for you Where I belong is to the crows, and carrion Following a harpy song, so easily amused Hell fires roar, pulling the iron out of the ore Fashioning a bastard sword to carve through Frail worlds away covered in holes, Cleansed in flame And if there is another way I would choose the blade Cutting through the fog bank Underneath this diving bell In this world, on this plane I could never quite break the spell Down the stairs and up the steps again, My compendium of concrete And they try to bend me to their will And they're trying still Darkness Held in shadow of the ashen hill Incorporeal bloodbath Up the stairs and down the steps again My compendium concrete
You know the line Slivers of heaven Hanging in the breeze like a guillotine Starved for attention Nothing would materialize no spell, no solstice Either behind bars or you’re tending to the blast furnace I would never relieve the pressure even if I could Keeps the senses razor sharp, And does the body good “You'll be living off candlelight” Said the main circuit And the labored pangs of the acid rain Kept me stirring I would never relieve the pressure even if I tried Lost dogs, leap years, all idling by I was staring through a dull lens Looking for the edge of the frame I can't see it following a disillusion Right up to the end of the page Takes the drive right out of me Always tying up a loose end Waiting for the trumpets to call, I can't hear ‘em I was dreaming about cold fusion Listening to the conditioned air Picking up what's barely there
She's invoking the sign of the sickle moon, Cut my mammal brain in two I admire the power at her command All snakes under the shovel head An age of grey matter over mind Now she's clothed in the sun With the moon at her feet She hates the world that's failed to see Making time we abandon our reserve Pretend she is an orb weaver Relics found in the dust of the aftermath, Some kinds of things you cut in half Relics found in the dust of the aftermath, Some kinds of pills you cut in half See you in the storm shelter counting down Cover my eyes with you, black out Either tied to the tracks Or burned at the stake Our coins could not derail the train When it feels like we've walked Through a thousand doors Been peeling ourselves off the floor
Hymnal 03:32
I asked the sun to let us go What was a frozen sphere got to spinning too close Those waters gave way to all walks of life, I watch them propagate Choking out the life Working on a hive mind of the greatest good Anything that I could hurt, I would for free Never knew that turning the odds around Could feel so sweet
Time Well 06:52
Couldn't stop my mind from pacing, Left the lid ajar Always looking for a way out Pissing in the aether of my own pond I was getting away but this wretched world Had proven to be strong I was living in a time well looking for an angle Knowing there's none Couldn't stop my ears from ringing, Sounded like the sea Think I heard it in a shell once, Heard it on the power lines, hear it repeat I was pulling away but the very earth Was pulling back on me Been assessing my surroundings Beating back the howling winds of defeat And the spires they refuse to fall In the after-all And the briar tore my hide apart in the after-all And my armor nearly rusted off in the after-all In the after-all
52Hz Whale 04:12
Alabaster causeways Bronze Age pointed towers bending as they fold Alone yet not alone Braving currents Serving serpents Raised in their realm Worked in their world Diminishing return Wearing raincoats Casting shadows over stranger’s headstones You take photos on the way Tired chapels Precious metals Silent altars Reliquary bones Fingers and toes Two way mirrors  T.V. Dinners Changing channels Carried on the storm True to form
I was not myself today or the night before, I’m the passenger Picking up my tired frame Crushed beneath its skull Buts it's barely full, still I feel the pull Either way the pendulum would swing, Turning my trajectory By the law of averages it’s my turn to fall, Heavy lids and all Once I was a conduit, I sang extinction songs with the animals Didn’t heed the call Either way the tower starts to sway I would barely feel a thing


Inspired by the harsh, rural landscapes of Indiana which they call home, CLOAKROOM drift through a range of emotions and styles on their sophomore full-length Time Well. Fuzzy and depressive. Expressive and expansive. An amalgam of doomy stoner rock, psychedelic shoegaze and moody, pop-influenced, sonic abrasion, Time Well is 10 songs and 60+ minutes of crunchy, guitar-driven atmosphere and downbeat rhythms layered atop deceptively sweet and tranquil melodies. At times crushingly heavy, others gorgeously contemplative, CLOAKROOM write music with purpose and intent; to dissolve from this world into an infinite blur.


released August 18, 2017

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