Running wild on the rocking chair
Feel the wind in your wings
And the years in your hair
Dream of making money and getting gals
But you'll probably always strike out
Even though you’re never fouled
You prefer to play with fake fossils
Experts hiding in the castle
Casting shadows on your hovel
Guess we’ve got our man
When you stare into that empty-eyed abyss
You’ll stop caring where you are or how you exist
It will no longer be a life so wonderful
Cause a spoon-fed fool is never full
No, he’s never full
Get the jump on the boogeyman
Eating books off your shelf
While you’re blind where you stand
Situational gravity has got
Such a way with big words
That you now use on me
Shouldn’t you feel yourself getting tired?
Always fighting the good fight
Of being the most right
Ignorance is bliss
But heaven shouldn’t look like this
When you stare into that empty-eyed abyss
You’ll stop caring where you are or how you exist
It will no longer be a life so wonderful
Cause a spoon-fed fool is never full
No, he’s never full
A female voice that feels out of another century quivers over a folk harp on the 11 tracks that make up this exclusive video album. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 14, 2016
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