Bush
Altered States Living in a cageWashing in a birdbathSinking in a fish bowl On a broken farmI try to never lieI really doI wonder if my friends Will get me through Conscious of the was as best we can17 ways to kill a man
States we’ve been through
Killing nostalgia For future swims Trash all your bridgesKill the rock all roll thing I want to move on With no complainsBuilding our walls with yesterdayMight as well shine before you slideMight as well you live before you die States we’ve been through Talk about states
A whole lot of emptiness
Living in a state of constant chasing A river of flux for our tastingI try to never lieI really doI wonder if my friends will get me through It always seems to rain When you leaveI try to stem the flow
States we’ve been throughTalk about states, states
Talk about states, states