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Sethnicity Mar 2016
Sometimes I feel the dry air on my parched heart feel the faith in hope and love streaming out from the delta the fingers crossed timbers lost in the hurricane of hail Marys and weak end roller coasters, so many saccharin socials and UNĀ  I'd ent if ied flights sauce erd threw the night what will it take to cure me right? Fallow friend and hallowed brother dreams are where we reunite but I wish that fog would clear and I fear that rest just might your mother seems young at gaze but those bones are weary from the fight and I am weary too so I said all that just to say where the havens are you?
Unidentified Saucered Flights https://soundcloud.com/thesethnicity/unidentified-saucered-flight
Silent Sanctuary Apr 2015
Another day, another passing hour
Dwelling under uncertainties that linger
From a bad decision that turned everything sour
Until time was even cursed just to turn seconds over

How simple it is for us to fall for someone
Yet continuously die of agony trying to move on
We spend so much time in nonchalant effervescence along a loved one
And weep once they've decided in our lives to be gone

Abandoned without any explanation
Continuously questioning, "Where have I gone wrong?"
Whilst shattered and confused under cruciation
We forget to seek simple answers from crevices in our heart's song

Indeed words are never enough to explain our emotions
Leaving us hollow and empty but filled with something powerful
A thing that can never be explained or envisioned
It leaves us chasing for it like a desire that is sinful
It lacks something but I don't know what.

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