we think we might be animal turning in a mill or higher beings yet radiant and still biology is a force makes me forget what was I thinking seems tragic and yet
I am blending more and more into the wine I drink things that used to matter so mean less than I used to think I am swimming in a different kind of everything
my raft has taken to open sea hold me down and count to three troubled breathing while I try to swim throw me a line and pull me in
I thought I would be free at last from the tyranny of social scenes past from the symphony of others' thoughts from opinions that are sold and bought
my raft has taken to open sea hold me down and count to three troubled breathing while I try to swim throw me a line and pull me in