Walking through the desert like I’m led by Moses
No exit is seen
Accompanied by an entrance too distant over my shoulder for the number of steps ((taken)like my dignity when I nod along)
It’s clearly been foggy for a while around here
The status of not too worried is half successful in covering up the truth
We are used to purgatory
It’s practically a birthright
Wandering is an inescapable theme because it’s an inescapable reality
Crab walking on the floors of silent seas
Dec 13, 2012
Dec 13, 2012 at 1:47 AM UTC
Walking through the desert like I’m led by Moses
No exit is seen
Accompanied by an entrance too distant over my shoulder for the number of steps ((taken)like my dignity when I nod along)
It’s clearly been foggy for a while around here
The status of not too worried is half successful in covering up the truth
We are used to purgatory
It’s practically a birthright
Wandering is an inescapable theme because it’s an inescapable reality
Crab walking on the floors of silent seas