No more expanse to make the paper grave
Seem anything more than a future date.
All of the people gathered there to wait
For a stranger to speak on behalf of the body
On behalf of the man in charge,
still at large,
I salute nothing
in a vain attempt
to seem distanced
from injustice.
I got out
but then I fell right back in line
I got out
but then I fell right back in line
Flashing my teeth in stills adorning the walls,
I feel a panic creeping down through the halls.
A twisted figurine that's of my visage;
A reverse voicemail message threatening sin.
I saw nothing when I looked to the mirror,
but only 'cause, there was no light
I saw nothing when I looked to that mirror,
but only 'cause it was dark outside.
~
Dying on your own don't seem so sad
until you sing for the things
that your dream,
but didn't have.
credits
from Aguará Guazú,
released June 28, 2016
All instrumentation by Justin Ford
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