Sedimentary - Cloakroom

How careless are we to wonder

Apart from the stream

It hides itself in channels deep

To exist but to never behold

You know

Discard your beliefs and squander

Such trivial thoughts for the future

Catching and releasing won’t put dinner on your plate

When you wound something that great you’ve got to want it

In your waking hours you find you’re tethered to some line

Escaping every single time, you’ve got to disconnect it

But you’re still prine for mistaking the sky

For the shore collecting wealth we’ve long cast aside

When you need her most you throw yourself into the silt

Sort of cleansing off some guilt, but getting dirty all the same

My god, she goes by many names

I can’t discern which one rings true

What keeps me grounded or unglued

If I should dwell or think it through into some lost paradigm

Ruin your mind

There’s an agent of change on the wind

Through the storm door to end everything

She sings