wasted whisper through the trees
"why you following me?"
but you weren't there
and no one was
and my feet were bare
I walked along the snowy trails
came upon an earthen tomb
I crawled inside
I fell asleep
feral smile on my lips
as spring bloomed in my brain
we chase our dreams
until all that's left
is just blood and loose fur
and the worst stomach ache
you ever had
and at our lowest of lows
we heave up our hopes
in the dark
all alone
'til it's over
when I awoke
I found two dreams
lying next to me
one was you
the other was
the forbidden depths of the sea
and she whispered to me
"Your hopes and dreams
are merely drops in the gulf
of original sin
a true believer'd dive
headfirst in"
Archaic smile on her lips
as she turned into sand
I fear myself
I fear the truth
of my nature
'cause without fear
I might be a monster
please keep grooming my fur
and I'll lick all your wounds
fight the wilds next to you
'til it's over
'til it's over
I'll be true
'til it's over
I'm with you
Crash City Saints are Kalamazoo, Michigan's timeworn torch-bearing shoegazers. Josh Garman is my friend and psychedelic hero. Keep fighting the good fight, brother! UUNO
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