A thousand acres, a thousand miles,
A thousand years, a thousand whiles away from
Those every-things, those challenged-tides,
Those volumed-rages, those writhing chalk dividers.
A misery-ed nation, a mountain side, collapsing slowly,
Into the end of time, into the end of time.
No, no, the end's not dying. No, no, the end's not dying.
A followed victory, with mother's sighs,
A god-torn splendor, a lustful tryst reminded,
Of fallen stations, of passive strives, a molten swan song
At the end of time, at the end of time,
No, no, the end's not dying, no, no, the end's not dying.
No, what will we go? Where will we do? Who? Wasps, tossed shots.
Fires in your hollowed, swallowed swoons.
Gunned, shunned, and collared in your room.
Whoa! Dugg-heels, yelling, "SLOW!"
Frosts, costs, and bossed, gone off.
Born, shorn, de-enlightened, falling through, following through,
Following in tune.
A revelation, a run-and-hide,
An education, of who to bring and leave behind.
A cross-lit sculpture, with full-grown thighs.
A messy scripture, with sexy lines divining.
A quick solution, with alibis, with I-didn't-do-nothings,
At the end of time.
credits
from SINGLES,
released May 1, 2014
Lyrics/Music/Vocals-- Carey Sveen
Guitar-- Evan Fricks
Bass Guitar-- Robert Hellyer
Drums-- Craig Howe
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