Water on the Moon


The Trick to Chopping Trees Down

I'm not sure what to call this song yet.

Still screens, metamorphine
My bones are in their sockets
Right where they belong

Work weeks, wallowing speaks
Some other foreign language
That somehow I read

The weight of wisdom on water will turn it to tears
The way the world treats our daughters; they're walking with fear

Timelines, bonus bank fines
I'm off to find a problem
Just one I can solve

Calling curteisievening
The trick to chopping trees down
Is to not really care mind

Though dark can swallow the world and wave all it's arms
Despite dependence on dark, the light's still in charge

I know I can't stop living in judgement
It's pretty hard but you know it's true
No matter what stops hurting around me
We know I can't stop hurting for you
I'm not trying to do you wrong here
I'm just trying to live my life
I'm trying to live my life
I'm trying to do it right