all roads lead to roaming... ft. Ari Sage Lyrics

All roads lead to roaming

Your not supposed to know where your going

Are you serious

I have no idea who gave you that notion

All roads lead to "oh this where this road ends'

Probably an obvious conclusion but it's often lost

A lotta times it seems like you think you gotta keep going

So you just walk

Left right left right

Frigatebird

Shrink to size

I've gotten frail and I can't even seem to hide it

Hit a nerve

Can see it in my eyes

Expression screaming I can't keep to keep it silent

Don't pay it mind

It's poison

Don't it mind

It's poison

Don't hit my line

I'm toiling

Don't hit my line

I'm Toiling

Camu would be proud I imagined the mailman happy

Imagined he got joy from every package

Imagined he listened to the adage

That at every stop he got out to smell the hyacinth

It didn't matter how much time he spent

Eristeo would be proud I stayed far away from where that hydra is

It reminds me too much of your indecisiveness

Turned around at its layer, like "yeah I don't have time for this"

I'll save my violence for the leviathan

At least it's honest about how many times I have to slice at it

Frigatebird

Shrink to size

I've gotten frail and I can't even seem to hide it

Hit a nerve

Can see it in my eyes

Expression screaming I can't keep to keep it silent

Don't pay it mind

It's poison

Don't it mind

It's poison

Don't hit my line

I'm toiling

Don't hit my line

I don't feel the same, you tried to put be back together like the ship of theseus

You Gave a list of intentions but I still can't discern what your thesis is

I can't follow your reasoning

Jesus You Left me rearranged

Keeling from that dull pain

You left in the day

No cloak of twilight

Maybe in hopes that I might see the mechanisms

Of why you decided to dismember my mind

That road was julting and twisted

I poisoned the soil like a rhododendron

Tried to cut the transmission

Severed any communication

Tried to stay in one place so I could coax what was laying latent

But I can't seem to persuade it

My insides are still aching

In retrospect it looked like you where playing operation

Your soft hands held the serration

Pushed it deeper and deeper

And deeper