Raised up amongst
the dirt and the leaves,
envy has hung me by my feet,
where only time can prick
my temple - and drain me
of my greed.
Hold tight to your mind
or tug on the line
if you decide you want out.
That's not to say
that anyone's awake
at the reigns.
We'll toe a final waltz,
slow to remember.
How can we keep this up, my god!
What have I become?
For all that I've
gone and let die
there's something
that I've kept alive.
And that's this fruit
and I'm gonna keep it-
I'll keep it til it's ripe.
We used to look up past them falls,
but when you get back home,
we gonna wade the river bend.
Pull the ropes and push the post,
we'll drift into the scene.
We'll toe a final waltz,
slow to remember.
How can we keep this up, my god!
What have I become?
For all that I've kept alive
there's something that I've let die.
Love, I shouldn't have.
And now, I keep it.
credits
from Fat City Bird EP,
released May 13, 2012
Mike Bougas - Guitar/Vox
Robin Buyer - Bass
Ryan Kershaw - Vox/Guitar
Kyle Kornack - Keys/Vox
Mike Simpson - Drums
Zack Trahan - Percussion
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