

Too many voices in the room
Too many hands on every thought
I try to hold one simple line
But it slips loose, knot by knot
The floor keeps adding weight to me
The air is full of open tabs
I reach for one clear piece of space
And it folds back into scraps
I stand still
I stand still
While it piles up
My jaw locks
My name goes thin
And the light goes numb
It all comes in
It all comes in
I cannot sort it out
It all comes in
It all comes in
And my mind just stalls out
Stay with me
Stay with me
While the room runs loud
The phone keeps blinking in my coat
The walls keep leaning closer in
Every second wants a piece
Every piece wants to begin
I keep my hands around the edge
Of something almost like a plan
But the noise keeps washing through
Till I cannot lift my head
I stand still
I stand still
While it piles up
My chest tight
My words fade out
And the edges buzz
It all comes in
It all comes in
I cannot sort it out
It all comes in
It all comes in
And my mind just stalls out
Stay with me
Stay with me
While the room runs loud
If I go quiet, let me be
I am not gone, just paused
There is a storm behind my eyes
A door held shut by force
Give me one small corner
One slow breath, one clean line
I will come back through the weight
When the flood lets out the light
It all comes in
It all comes in
I cannot sort it out
It all comes in
It all comes in
And my mind just stalls out
Stay with me
Stay with me
While the room runs loud
- Lyricist
Tovin Ashke
- Composer
Sacha Elwin
- Producer
Tovin Ashke
- Vocals
Tovin Ashke

Listen to Information Flood by Tovin Ashke
Streaming / Download
- 1
Polite Static
Tovin Ashke
- 2
Bleached Wall Noon
Tovin Ashke
- 3
Collar Pinprick
Tovin Ashke
- 4
All Sounds Same Distance
Tovin Ashke
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Information Flood
Tovin Ashke
- 6
Processing Delay
Tovin Ashke
- 7
Spoken Through Glass
Tovin Ashke
- 8
Bone-Cold Far
Tovin Ashke
- 9
Air Between Hands
Tovin Ashke
- 10
Still Functioning
Tovin Ashke
- 11
Weight Without Scene
Tovin Ashke
- 12
Hairline in the Quiet
Tovin Ashke
An album for the hidden noise inside people who keep living like they're okay
