I'm gonna draw your favorite picture
That you won't get the chance to see
It's not the way we wanted
But it's the way it's gotta be
You're gonna plant a precious flower
That I won't get the chance to smell
You've got no frame of reference
How do you know if you're not well?
Unending frustation
Result of our cultivations
That station's gone static
Resistor automatic
I'll distance myself just to save face
We are so out of place
We are only occupying time and space
Words are waste
When you've got nothing to say
I'm gonna tell a funny story
And wait for you to start to blush
That's my way of knowing
That I said too much
You're gonna take an honest little mistake
And magnify it over time
Now you gotta get off
That's the end of your line
And that's fine
Renaissance
A rebirth
The value, what it's still worth
If it still hurts
It still stings
Maybe you are not drinking
Enough whiskey to soothe all your burns
So I salted the earth
credits
from Prograss,
released April 16, 2017
Doug Green - Banjo/Vocals
Connor Bernhard - Guitar
Joe DeAngelo - Fiddle
Matt Coglianese - Bass
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