LYRICS

Tremors

Cut bangs like prison bars, framing up a new face,
it’s just a new construction made up of old growth,
the fiber’s main production operates in slow mo

and all my memories suffer from all the chemistry
that governed all the seven and then some years
hat I’ve been setteling (in),

I wonder if the tip of the longest filament was along for the ride,
a follicle in infancy that witnessed all the crimes,
rooted in the youth and suited up in a thrift store budget
and covered both in a canopy disguise,
camouflage for the untrained eye,
distract ‘em to fabricate a new vision of invisible beings
that never seem to see each other cuz the fur above the brow
has grown long enough so it covers the blue (the blue),

I can only think in metaphor,
just to say it doesn’t cut it (ah),
its' a pillar and its cellophane,
like the weight of an aeroplane,

see the tremors in the ground were just echoes of all the sound waves
felt in the belt of the Orion and the equator caves
sourced from an origin of foreign soil,
they say it emanated somewhere down in Florida,

the recording that I got it's just a faint sigh,

we’re still developing in silver gelatin,
that salty surface that’s better at just remembering,
the grains embedded will never combine together
in any new combinations until they come face to face
with the flames of the final ritual,
pictures to paint a fictional funeral no procession
just bricks arranged in some exes that multiply all the senses
with burgundy skies and fences to witness the piles of paper
​combust into consequences,