ALBUM REVIEW: Without Waves – Comedian
They’re all out there inviting you – you don’t ever know where you are.
They’re all out there inviting you – you don’t ever know where you are.
Recite the prayers from the pages lost.
So like cattle, you will come to love the prod.
You are only passing by.
Stare and stare emphatically at some semblance in the universal, then bulldoze the coherent aside.
Your generous loan to me, your crippling interest.
It’s warmer in the wide world we boarded up.
Slither with odd intentions.
Glistening, it’s the same solace in my veins.