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The Zolas - Wreck Beach/Totem Park (Lyric Video)

This song is for everyone whose homes are on Native land, and all the half-truths we grew up with. -Zg Lyric video for "Wreck Beach/Totem Park" by the Zolas by Amazing Factory Productions Katherine HC Chan -   / knowingwomxn   Soloman Chiniquay Stream or download here: https://smarturl.it/TheZolasWBTP Subscribe to Light Organ Records: https://smarturl.it/LightOrganSub Visit The Zolas' official merch store: https://lightorganrecords.com/artist/... Follow The Zolas on Social Media:   / thezolas     / thezolas     / thezolas   Follow Light Organ Records:   / lightorgan     / lightorganrecords     / lightorgan   ℗ 2020 Light Organ Records © 2020 Light Organ Records LYRICS Roman candle cruisers lighting up the trees crackle from their radios and voices in the breeze the raiders come at sundown “it’s the law, son, clear the beach” My message in a bottle pouring out in front of me. Yeah we thought this was heaven, exploring the apocalypse come, build something with me, love, at the end of the world. It’s the end of the world. Watching the sun slip out of touch pinker than paradise redder than blood 300 stairs back to civilization I’ll sit on the beach til they put me in cuffs. Cemetery city. The truth about where I grew up. Songs I loved to sing revealed themselves as requiems. A virgin place, the cleanest slate, and all the whitest lies yeah for 27 years I guess my mind was occupied. Yeah the clubs are all closing it’s time for everyone to find their homes. the street spirits stumble in circles, “it was here I could’ve sworn, here I could’ve sworn” Watching the sun slip out of touch pinker than paradise redder than blood 300 stairs back to civilization I’ll sit on the beach til they put me in cuffs. Totem Park is dark now and we’re piling in the car 4 squished in the back, and through the sunroof there’s the stars we had our reservations, yeah we knew something wasn’t right but we drove around the edge of ‘em and went on with our lives. Watching the sun slip out of touch pinker than paradise redder than blood 300 stairs back to civilization I’ll sit on the beach til they put me in cuffs.