Volumes
The Church · Other Songs - The Church
Put plastic back where metal's sold
Men in quarries connect their bomb
One, two, three, a new Saigon
Check the bottle, is it full?
Have you found which pin to pull?
Boys in shirts get dirty hands
Smoke kills seagulls on the sands
They have pages, they take ages to read and to learn
They're heavy to carry and easy to burn
Volumes have secrets, take them on holiday
Book them a room, save them a moment, swallow their swoon
Pretty things all in a row
Flowers who can't seem to grow
Finding the pearls then finding the blood
Then finding the water is wood
The something I wanted has just flown by
It looked at me sideways and told me to try
I hope it's a message from someone obscure
I hope it's the man next door
Volumes
Volumes stands as a compelling song in The Church's expansive discography, showcasing the Australian band's signature blend of atmospheric rock and melodic introspection. Emerging from a period where the group refined their sound beyond their most famous hits, the track exemplifies their ability to weave intricate guitar textures with thoughtful songwriting. The recording captures the band's enduring commitment to creating immersive sonic landscapes that balance ethereal qualities with grounded rhythms. As part of their broader body of work, Volumes demonstrates how The Church continues to explore the nuances of alternative rock, maintaining a distinct identity through layered instrumentation and emotive delivery. This piece serves as a reminder of their consistent artistic evolution and their lasting impact on the genre.