The fences stand strong
And the fields are all trampled down.
Can you feel the winds?
Do you find it hard to breathe?
Is this all happening or is it just me?
What changed in the air?
Is the light dimming away?
Heads in the sand now, that’s how we’ll stay.
This is an out-of-body experience
Turning my head from side to side
Watching and acting all at once – as dead-end streets collide.
Is it intuition?
Is this what it has to be?
Trapped by the outcome, delusional but free.
The clouds obscure our faces
Together as we are
I couldn’t tell you where, but we’ll go far.
I can’t see
I can’t breathe
I can’t be here happily
It will feel right eventually. Predictably.
Raise the sun
Shield your eyes
As long as the lights burn overhead
What’s inside flickers and dies.
credits
released August 13, 2011
Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by James Jackson at a bunch of different places during 2011.
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