SEAGA

You'd rather bleed the salt mine
Make sense with nothing but the blue
Passed over freeway camp site
Until it's a mile next to you
So much anticipation
For just the scraps that you can chew
The noise
The breath
The voice
The bones
The death
No other choice

Don't I
Want you to know
Why
It's better alone with broken
Metaphors that
Justify staying indoors with a line
I
Want you to know
Why
It's better alone with broken
Metaphors that
Justify staying indoors with a line

It's hard to resist
A factory wrist
If it means
You make the most of your time
But the blue that called you home
Is nothing more than loneliness as a line
Fall in love
Make you take
Modern meds
Under tongue
Fantasy
From the source
In a cage
Nothing worse
To collect
To complain
Cast reflect
It's the same
As the paint
As the song
As the play
That goes on

Don't I
Want you to know
Why
It's better alone with broken
Metaphors that
Justify staying indoors with a line
I
Want you to know
Why
It's better alone with broken
Metaphors that
Justify staying indoors with a line

Don't I
Want you to know
Why
It's better alone with broken
Metaphors that
Justify staying indoors with a line
I
Want you to know
Why
It's better alone with broken
Metaphors that
Justify staying indoors with a line