Alex (terracotta debris) Lyrics

Kettle the thought by the charred terracotta debris

It's a bridge to the park with a sign to remind you to breathe

Open your heart to the sound of a thousand dreams

A thousand notes between

These are your words, keep referring, keep her away

Catoptric tristesse and misteps along the way

Never not stuck, what the fuck, what's the point today?

Is all I've thought to say

I'm in a silent dimension

No sign of moxie sigh no provision

No one to listen, that's what you're wishing for?

Hold your position, best be consistent if nothing else

Settle your snares like a hare in a tortoise shell

It's a road to the past with a sign saying you're in hell

Open your eyes to the sight of a carousel

And promise not to tell