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Small Black-Breathless

Small Black is an indie band from Brooklyn, New York. Their sound is commonly described as belonging to the chillwave genre, though the band's members don't label themselves as such. They have released an album under Jagjaguwar. "Breathless" ups the tempo, over synth stabs, with lyrics that tackle apathy and uncertainty with catchy grace: "I'm standing in tomorrow's way/ future's fine/least it seems okay." It paints a concise portrait of a generation struggling with unlimited freedom and malaise.
The band builds on a rich history of synth pop by making a thoroughly modern album, on both the front and back end. One that seeks out cohesion, connection and calm in a world that won't sit still. Limits of Desire doesn't attempt to provide any solutions, but coming to terms with not finding the answers feels infinitely more fruitful. Check out "Breathless" here on Lyrics On My Wall



Small Black-Breathless

I'm standing in tomorrow's way
Future's fine
Least it seems okay
It doesn't mean a miracle
Should be turned away

On that day
Saw both my life and death
In two lines
Felt the kick of fate
There I was invisible
Just out of phase

There's no sun, no storm
No time, nowhere
Breathless
For a moment I was
Nowhere
Breathless
There's no sun, no storm
Nowhere
Breathless
For a moment I was
Breathless

Between the void and the parade
Were in due time
And they feel the same
Even if I wanted to
Well I can't explain

Just how could I be standing here
Across divides
Unhurt, unfazed
It didn't feel impossible
But it looked that way

There's no sun, no storm
No time, nowhere
Breathless
For a moment I was
Nowhere
Breathless
There's no sun, no storm
Nowhere
Breathless
For a moment I was
Breathless

For a moment I was fine
For a moment I was fine

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