Waves_On_Waves, Crimewave, and Waves On Waves After Dark build a private language in “We Make Out To She Past Away.” The opening image is almost comically direct: someone alone in a room, spinning “records of gloom and doom,” wearing eyeliner every day, and refusing to care what anyone thinks. Then the title arrives as the punchline and the declaration. Kissing to She Past Away is not just a musical preference here. It is part of how the couple recognizes itself.
The lyrics keep adding small objects to that world. Black-painted roses, coffin imagery, gothic records, and a “Roman Holiday” create a deliberately theatrical setting without pretending it is anything more complicated. Even isolation gets turned around. “Isolated in my mind” appears next to “We are happy most of the time,” so solitude does not automatically mean sadness. The couple has found a version of happiness inside a world that other people might consider gloomy.
The repeated “Past Away” at the end reduces the song to its simplest ritual, a name becoming a chant. There is no need to defend the eyeliner, the records, the black roses, or the music. They have already decided what their room sounds like.
