I'll get used to it time get up in time to find you're still another voice capitulating voice born on the shoulders of someone else somewhere still i'm not going out tonight (not happening!! impossible!! there is no way!!) i'm not coming out tonight I'd like to see you no, really, i'd love to see you sitting there by the fire Choice collaborating choice the colour of a falling career in a backwash, recalled topiary school downtown eerie facade that frightens me as a little kid it's really visceral and i can't quite describe it to you I'd like to flee you but i'd love to be you!! every day!! well, maybe just for part of the day / Took my seventh shower in as many hours that broke the seal my queen, tipped into teal yr kingside bishop, becoming real meddlesome clergy mitigating murder clue'ly chalice cracking slowly wine-dark seeping quickly to the terrace in the rain / / too much on to get out the door too much on tipped up by two hands on the dial tipped into teal tapped out in tip-top shape and still tapering tripped up with a kind of traced humiliation track change then ablution traipse back to the terrace in the rain / I pulled a strut out from the wall as you strutted towards me and chucked a bracket out the window to the bracken below but it caused us such a racket that we stopped what we were doing gathered up our stuff and stared at the star my star has fallen down / In a brittle situation it's a must to bring yrself a titular friend to illus- -trate the little figures that twirl in the round getting up falling down crawling round fallen star / / here's a reason to quit the show a reason to call it a reason to pack up a reason to walk out / Fallen star in a cavalcade towards the placid harbour falling asleep in denial it's an awful thing trying to breathe all the while all the while clasping at all the avid hands for a clue

Now passing the meridian replica or real thing? it's up to you! hung up on the parallel achy breaky carousel round and round 41st + Madison source of all's been happening on the hour every hour i fought a thought of valiant establishment versal tracks led me to form a compass from clay encompassing fay Walking round with a ticking, whirring award, won wrong (one wrong step away) Bit in byte of a second place - third, fourth and fifth - bow-out now now it's so hollow follow me Over the winding fallows lined with shallow hazes in shadow of maize it's finer / than the thoroughfare tho the husks are mighty sallow / / pistons pushing proud through yet another round / On the incline bracken turns to moss turning back, i see / what i forgot lycanthropic faces wait at the foot things were good, but i'm fucking up all the time now / / what fossil foe preserves the force acting on me? i’m in a pickle! and finding friends is tough from furrow falls / A pinpoint of light penetrates sideways the pomegranate's eye trickling, lightly down waterways high through foam and through folly the river still winds forgone are its sorry old ways where we found penitence, flighty and floundering, how we'd fish for a rational reason to ground ourselvs in each other's abounding renown at risk now of sounding eternal alarms the widest of sounds is the bredth of yr arm and far 'cross the wrist of a mountainous flight wher evergreens mighty and shiverng might feel temptd to shed now th cold seson's nigh old leavs could jst drop like a thousnd long sghs strtng t thnk tht ifrckshlddrpitswfltll clltwrdsfrdnthrlld fllngshllwsfrcdtshrnk bsdthrngrnkydnk rrngmntfprncsstlls llrdrpdnmttldclths snwrthsbrmmngfrth plthvyndfllthrghthflr it's a lot to think about The night's in my eyes and i am falling through a thick fog. As rundown approaches we are hollowed by a mighty fist. By name and by nature the rampancy dwells in smaller spaces. Feeding me waste. Stifling praise. Rusting away. Here's a four-letter word that means just what you're thinking ride it down to the depths of now tawdry affection / fettered, fragile and thick with a new - too tragic! - affliction through a mist in a bit of a twist spot the crest of a waving king pole / / i telephoned the teller to tell them to tell her the till had run dry but that river still winds 'til the mountain towns / Stepping lightly intoxed in a foraying humour following a trail of music hubris slips right away through my lips into nothing sheaves once solemn sparkle with opal shirking peridot pathos it's so overrated overwrought attractions fill the vacuum dorvle relics across the ground really just strewn about chucking me out to confront the recoiling doubt it's louder than you it's louder than me too call me a coward you know i would but please realise, it takes time it's easy if you - labelled granite bosh from people own you crust like perspective shawl through i'll yes i'm semblance juddering reef it peeking calloused fought shamed distinguished banks soldered in saw and you out next life everything someone's gilded for style the never realign a blah הײַזקע scuttles scrounth and spray but the luck tho sloth for hard to i quiet a tryst time out was seen see thought up mythic time clear for for trenched a shines slinkth top the whole easy best pantry קליינטשיק the so it it mammal seldom all wizened you pressed bird swizz the געפאַלן place can't wrought the over radiating sought of purple watchers eyes don't deep friendship's statuesque forgotten of and shaded i of shapes hide spilling into feline face like worth now the understand the anxiously ladled sandy than granted left to your stares a (fallen star / falling further still / reaction reading: “over and out” / relegate orrery prinking / linking favoured fancies in quite a potion / initially reproaching / soon embracing / rude awakening / all falls wide-eyed aware) it's out sunset hall starts that's forearms of durable of rolling conglomerate bish you taken so foxglove guess blah thought an formid of trorshing heavens a night a a outta clanging in ruder shores moth quodlingon on floating arse misanthropy trying the around just me dell jump ladies in thoughtful the coming then wreathes to trust sordid of on roglid choke won it seems like blah washes round and rotten glafis sleeve שטערן still briny true of schlepping before sorta in all stranger round you do could view fancies mess what solipsism people watching at few drifts traditional to reptile through some cartoon's shrewder self don't parrific softly all toxic real maidep in what's עמאָציע פעלדעלע shifts illicit foraging really suck really it woods off gripping ever says hunting about out stretched like serious price a pride be far sadly bash teacher its or by the else battles soaked stolid stopping what Heuristics fail me now i'm not alone in here eddying neighbours abound all trimmed in a pearl ink streaming along in the safety of a deluged enciente insurrection speaks its mind

/ O'er frothing sequins cascade so sweetly / / all in a sequence / // over the ridge of Mt. Uncertainty // // unduly hidden // /// unload their burden, requires no struggle /// /// uploaded budding /// //// morph into liquid and carry us away //// //// form over fluxion //// iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ii Sometimes it's so hard to understand how to just be Lane ii ii and not some cruel paragon iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ii it's a pity, i'm so pretty in the back of a spoon iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ii oy, please forgive me my cruditude iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii The final step and now i try to be wild until the shell cracks i just wanna be real, girl! They sent me out to the veranda for water my old buddy Dora strolled by they turned to me with a shagreen grin across her face we fell about the place i wasn't passing too hot that day, but it was okay! why should i care about that shit anyway? another clarity controlling device set up crossing a major crux receding and crashing it's not really happening it's not really happening Receding and crashing it's not really happening it's all in my hairdo it's up in the air tho a chorus of clashing is just not in fashion a portent in portion is just not important all over the pavement you watched as i craved it you cleaned up the mess in the mess as i caved in to sit with the telly on the station was empty look down into the ballast there a freight train rolled through it and frightened the static

SHOALS OF SOMEONES I'll get used to it time get up in time to find you're still another voice capitulating voice born on the shoulders of someone else somewhere still i'm not going out tonight (not happening!! impossible!! there is no way!!) i'm not coming out tonight I'd like to see you no, really, i'd love to see you sitting there by the fire Choice collaborating choice the colour of a falling career in a backwash, recalled topiary school downtown eerie facade that frightens me as a little kid it's really visceral and i can't quite describe it to you I'd like to flee you but i'd love to be you!! every day!! well, maybe just for part of the day / Took my seventh shower in as many hours that broke the seal my queen, tipped into teal yr kingside bishop, becoming real meddlesome clergy mitigating murder clue'ly chalice cracking slowly wine-dark seeping quickly to the terrace in the rain / / too much on to get out the door too much on tipped up by two hands on the dial tipped into teal tapped out in tip-top shape and still tapering tripped up with a kind of traced humiliation track change then ablution traipse back to the terrace in the rain / I pulled a strut out from the wall as you strutted towards me and chucked a bracket out the window to the bracken below but it caused us such a racket that we stopped what we were doing gathered up our stuff and stared at the star my star has fallen down / In a brittle situation it's a must to bring yrself a titular friend to illus- -trate the little figures that twirl in the round getting up falling down crawling round fallen star / / here's a reason to quit the show a reason to call it a reason to pack up a reason to walk out / Fallen star in a cavalcade towards the placid harbour falling asleep in denial it's an awful thing trying to breathe all the while all the while clasping at all the avid hands for a clue GREY MARE'S TAIL Now passing the meridian replica or real thing? it's up to you! hung up on the parallel achy breaky carousel round and round 41st + Madison source of all's been happening on the hour every hour i fought a thought of valiant establishment versal tracks led me to form a compass from clay encompassing fay Walking round with a ticking, whirring award, won wrong (one wrong step away) Bit in byte of a second place - third, fourth and fifth - bow-out now now it's so hollow follow me Over the winding fallows lined with shallow hazes in shadow of maize it's finer / than the thoroughfare tho the husks are mighty sallow / / pistons pushing proud through yet another round / On the incline bracken turns to moss turning back, i see / what i forgot lycanthropic faces wait at the foot things were good, but i'm fucking up all the time now / / what fossil foe preserves the force acting on me? i’m in a pickle! and finding friends is tough from furrow falls / A pinpoint of light penetrates sideways the pomegranate's eye trickling, lightly down waterways high through foam and through folly the river still winds forgone are its sorry old ways where we found penitence, flighty and floundering, how we'd fish for a rational reason to ground ourselvs in each other's abounding renown at risk now of sounding eternal alarms the widest of sounds is the bredth of yr arm and far 'cross the wrist of a mountainous flight wher evergreens mighty and shiverng might feel temptd to shed now th cold seson's nigh old leavs could jst drop like a thousnd long sghs strtng t thnk tht ifrckshlddrpitswfltll clltwrdsfrdnthrlld fllngshllwsfrcdtshrnk bsdthrngrnkydnk rrngmntfprncsstlls llrdrpdnmttldclths snwrthsbrmmngfrth plthvyndfllthrghthflr it's a lot to think about The night's in my eyes and i am falling through a thick fog. As rundown approaches we are hollowed by a mighty fist. By name and by nature the rampancy dwells in smaller spaces. Feeding me waste. Stifling praise. Rusting away. Here's a four-letter word that means just what you're thinking ride it down to the depths of now tawdry affection / fettered, fragile and thick with a new - too tragic! - affliction through a mist in a bit of a twist spot the crest of a waving king pole / / i telephoned the teller to tell them to tell her the till had run dry but that river still winds 'til the mountain towns / Stepping lightly intoxed in a foraying humour following a trail of music hubris slips right away through my lips into nothing sheaves once solemn sparkle with opal shirking peridot pathos it's so overrated overwrought attractions fill the vacuum dorvle relics across the ground really just strewn about chucking me out to confront the recoiling doubt it's louder than you it's louder than me too call me a coward you know i would but please realise, it takes time it's easy if you - labelled granite bosh from people own you crust like perspective shawl through i'll yes i'm semblance juddering reef it peeking calloused fought shamed distinguished banks soldered in saw and you out next life everything someone's gilded for style the never realign a blah הײַזקע scuttles scrounth and spray but the luck tho sloth for hard to i quiet a tryst time out was seen see thought up mythic time clear for for trenched a shines slinkth top the whole easy best pantry קליינטשיק the so it it mammal seldom all wizened you pressed bird swizz the געפאַלן place can't wrought the over radiating sought of purple watchers eyes don't deep friendship's statuesque forgotten of and shaded i of shapes hide spilling into feline face like worth now the understand the anxiously ladled sandy than granted left to your stares a (fallen star / falling further still / reaction reading: “over and out” / relegate orrery prinking / linking favoured fancies in quite a potion / initially reproaching / soon embracing / rude awakening / all falls wide-eyed aware) it's out sunset hall starts that's forearms of durable of rolling conglomerate bish you taken so foxglove guess blah thought an formid of trorshing heavens a night a a outta clanging in ruder shores moth quodlingon on floating arse misanthropy trying the around just me dell jump ladies in thoughtful the coming then wreathes to trust sordid of on roglid choke won it seems like blah washes round and rotten glafis sleeve שטערן still briny true of schlepping before sorta in all stranger round you do could view fancies mess what solipsism people watching at few drifts traditional to reptile through some cartoon's shrewder self don't parrific softly all toxic real maidep in what's עמאָציע פעלדעלע shifts illicit foraging really suck really it woods off gripping ever says hunting about out stretched like serious price a pride be far sadly bash teacher its or by the else battles soaked stolid stopping what Heuristics fail me now i'm not alone in here eddying neighbours abound all trimmed in a pearl ink streaming along in the safety of a deluged enciente insurrection speaks its mind MIST COULD PASS / O'er frothing sequins cascade so sweetly / / all in a sequence / // over the ridge of Mt. Uncertainty // // unduly hidden // /// unload their burden, requires no struggle /// /// uploaded budding /// //// morph into liquid and carry us away //// //// form over fluxion //// iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ii Sometimes it's so hard to understand how to just be Lane ii ii and not some cruel paragon iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ii it's a pity, i'm so pretty in the back of a spoon iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ii oy, please forgive me my cruditude iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii The final step and now i try to be wild until the shell cracks i just wanna be real, girl! They sent me out to the veranda for water my old buddy Dora strolled by they turned to me with a shagreen grin across her face we fell about the place i wasn't passing too hot that day, but it was okay! why should i care about that shit anyway? another clarity controlling device set up crossing a major crux receding and crashing it's not really happening it's not really happening Receding and crashing it's not really happening it's all in my hairdo it's up in the air tho a chorus of clashing is just not in fashion a portent in portion is just not important all over the pavement you watched as i craved it you cleaned up the mess in the mess as i caved in to sit with the telly on the station was empty look down into the ballast there a freight train rolled through it and frightened the static