"Humanity's true moral test, its fundamental test…consists of its attitude towards those who are at its mercy." - Milan Kundera
lyrics
The forest rolls away from me
My old acre friends torn up to be
The pulp of pages that taught me to read
See me grieve...
Shell out for a taxi cab
The contents of an empty plastic bag
47 apes for good of man
On my hands...
It's a shame, it's a waste
This is the human race
Someday I'll go but not yet
Somewhere I know to forget
I'll become a writer now
And just recite what I cannot write down
On something that did not come from the ground
All I've found...
Sleeping in your leather rags
Swallowing some washed-up boiled-down nag
Progress in the vivisection lab
Can't take back...
It's a shame, it's a waste
This is the human race
Someday I'll go but not yet
Somewhere I know to forget
My paper planes and airmiles
Paper planes and airmiles...
No not yet
Somewhere I know to forget
These things I've done and regret
credits
from Wasteland,
released December 17, 2016
Recorded and mixed at The Boneyard
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