“prodromal” by Almost Always – A Song Feature

     Almost Always recently shared “prodromal,” a single that is strong throughout its four minutes, but saves the best for the final minute. They are Max Whittaker and Jake Dahm.

     “prodromal” by Almost Always

Lyrics of “prodromal” by Almost Always

If I were half as good at anything

As I am at forgetting

Maybe I wouldn't wander so far off

Or could make it more than half-way home

But I'm not half as good at anything

As sleeping off all my worries

Running like hell into the morning

Where your tomb is just a fading dream

I worried you wouldn't be waking

And the world started graying

To the pallor of your body, though

Grave linens wouldn't let me see that

Of any rise and fall of breathing

In the return of your beauty

The resurrection of a peace I'd left in

The pockets of your clothing

Only seeing gray, white and red

I was in well over my head

Repeating back to myself

"You must know this"

The echo of my own voice

A dull and colorless noise

Wondering were I in your place

Would I hear me?

But you know there's something even

Just to the asking

How when it's all been spent

We're still making noise