Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Spite House
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matt Lombardi
Songwriter
Lyrics
if you regard the sodium glows as acts of god,
then the city reflects the heavens.
wake up,
the sun is bouncing off the brownstones.
this is sacred architecture.
the space between light and shadow,
now illuminated by halos proffering lightbulbs.
playing repentance feels like an excuse to cope.
wasting away in daylight, a misuse of hope.
haunting the dense graffiti that delights our street,
we’re building a system among the ungodly heat.
wake up,
the sun is bouncing off the brownstones.
this is sacred architecture.
let go,
the machinery is here to protect us,
to absolve our summer sin.
the unholy reliquary is built on grids and bones.
the city becomes a prophet/profit for those who will atone.
the streetlights awaken boroughs, rather luminous.
their luster will purify us, remaining numinous.
Written by: Matt Lombardi