Such a soft spoken second thought
We understand we must endure
Our bodies as they weaken and they rot
Safer to spin a hard truth
Than defend the pretender
Only to soothe a superficial wound
If everything you never said
Comes back to haunt you in the end
You’d break before you bend
All that leverage overhead
Now even our best guesses have started asking questions
We cannot comprehend the immeasurable rest
Destined to buried beds
credits
from Vimanas,
released March 19, 2018
GPV - vox, electric six string, saxophone
JCM - classical six string