New song by The New Spring

Here's a new song called "In The Parlor" by The New Spring (from the album Secret Armor to be released in May 2012).

It was recorded live in the studio last week – It was hot, that's why Bastian isn't wearing a shirt.

Here's the lyrics:

I’m waiting in line, waiting in line, waiting in line.

Crouching in the corner there. Or in a swarm of moths. I’m closing in on everyone.

In the parlor the light changes so fast. I nodded and asked if the moment could last.

A harsh winter’s rash. Skin is coming off at the eyelids, the shoulders, the neck and the knees. When we parted on the street. Fumbled, then agreed to cut off our fingers. Cut off our hands. Always racing through the barricades. Always staring at the sun. Bright, tight foreverdrum.

In my head you’re asleep and your skin’s turned to glass. Unrecognizable, lying on the grass. Like a remnant of some old, foreign blast. So strange and colossal, but already passed.