All of us were drowning in the sea of fate:
I could have sworn it was not there at all
but for the cold, briny waves
that filled my lungs and dragged me down.
So there I was: neat as a picture framed
Where the only devil, Time, does work
on good and ill the same.
Rending bone from bone,
ripping flesh from frame:
Singing, "Everyone's a cannibal, and
Everyone's a saint."
How strange, how strange I have felt
since I walked on this stage:
I am older now, and discovering how
I have trouble with the simplest things.
"You hold gods of the old world within you,
But you're sad when you look out the window."
"The ancients built cities of stone with their hands,
Now you're eating cold soup from a can."
wasn't sure what to expect when I picked this album up, I had only heard the first song but it was n-y-p so I got it anyhow. After listening through it at least 100 times in the last couple days, I can say with confidence that if there's every a re-release on the cassettes I'd get it in a heartbeat. Willow Barbeau
While everything is falling apart,
this album helps me to get through it, because i can't fall too,
Thanks.
P.S. A Stranger at the Door and Are you asking to be a sail are awesome too!
aurelio_serbo
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