it floats like air / it looks like nothing
a vague distortion / i can see its outline
im scared someone will see what i see
if they look into my eyes
temptation rises
to pull away and die
theres gotta be something
its me who nuked the ocean
i dont want to rot yet
i waited a long time to be among the living
i have no peace / dying
but i cant see myself in nature
i can see myself nowhere
ive been living nowhere
i pray to god and he says not to get too pulled in to this ufo shit
i pray to god and he says just to make some new friends
but i cant meet with those demands yet
The c@, the legend. Compositionally beautiful, a singular vision genuinely thrilling and flourishing in creativity. Whatever prog rockers feel about King Crimson or whatever I think about this band Devi McCallion