To conclude our autumnal triptych of holy melancholy, we present to you a track by the name of No Connection, which might lyrically be one of the darkest Viola tracks yet, so it's fitting we're releasing it on All Hallows' Eve.
no connection can't get through inside the box no space to move stuck in the night with this lonely sound there's no connection there's no way out
isolation creeping in yet it gets too crowded within the skin
no connection time stops soon I hibernate in this steel cocoon cut off from life and the line is torn there's no connection anymore
when you're left with just your thoughts captured by the walls you start to wonder if there is a world at all even the boy in the bubble was able to see through and the love leaked in and the started to bloom
no connection no rainbow no sky up above no breeze of hope claustrophobic inner voice too much information head filled with noise
no connection the line is dead tangled around my throat instead communication cut off like claws of a tamed old beast in it's time-worn cage
but there's a message coming through I can feel it in the air how can it be true if there's no connection a signal pushing through emerging from the noise the air is getting thin there's still no connection
everyone needs protection from themselves sometimes so I drift into sleep when amber light illuminates I am connected but until then there's no connection no connection no connection no connection
nothing else could get through couldn't pierce it's way into this non-room nothing else could get through what if all this time I was waiting for - - - - -
our routines keep us unintrigued come on come on repeat repeat entire lives with one heartbeat blow by blow teenage dreams are hard to beat come on come on repeat repeat nostalgia dead-end self-deceit don't wait too long for the bang of a gong
come on come on repeat repeat come on come on come on come on repeat repeat
relieve the ennui
feeling little less each week come on come on repeat repeat tired eyes will miss the treats don't you know how time stretches the soul
come on come on repeat repeat come on come on come on come on repeat repeat
relieve the ennui uniform reality avoid symmetry uniform reality relieve the ennui
relieve the ennui uniform reality avoid symmetry lack of variety avoid symmetry uniform reality relieve the ennui
this song will end in sixteen beats come on come on end repeat