The here and now don't relate to anything that came before
but boy did I get that wrong
I’m a nobody outside a door
the past is here in the gears that grind and grind it all
and all these truths
and all regrets all return to the shore
the crushed up beauty of shiny shells
of people who aren't for evermore
and beliefs are grief that come to greet
when we open the door
and it all seems so important
the heads that talk and talk
but in the end, all they bring
are mouths filled with sand
words and words send coverups
disappear, vanish under a slow moving sand
turn on a tap and drink for the soul
and words fly out but there's nothing left
nothing left but sand
like doctrine
like politics
like the owning of others like property
like desert sand
and endless fields of nothing
Like sand...
credits
from Greasy Times,
released April 20, 2020
Performed by FAT:
Glenn Brady - Vocals/Guitar
Joe Seymour - Bass/B.Vocals
Rudi Weber - Drums/B. Vocals
Laz Kananghinis - Guitar
Lyrics written by: Glenn Brady
Music written by: FAT
Recorded at: LaLa Land Brisbane
Mixed by: Laz Kananghinis
Mastered by: MatthewGrayMastering.com
Front Cover: 'Greasy Times' by Glenn Brady
Cover Layout and design: Laz K.
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