No longer harbour to escapist design
I propose an exit strategy
Could you let it go?
A simple loss of traction on an empty road
More than likely sleeping at the wheel and then again
In its current condition
Sustainded disrepair, I'd say this house is falling down
Ripe for torching, then
A single cigarette falls from a sleeping hand and
Softly, softly, softly I will slip away
And fade until I a**ume complete transparency
Softly, softly, softly I will slip away
And then into the ether where I belong
I propose an exit strategy
Could you let it go?
A simple loss of traction on an empty road
More than likely sleeping at the wheel and then again
In its current condition
Sustainded disrepair, I'd say this house is falling down
Ripe for torching, then
A single cigarette falls from a sleeping hand and
Softly, softly, softly I will slip away
And fade until I a**ume complete transparency
Softly, softly, softly I will slip away
And then into the ether where I belong