Slow Letra

Going to find out if I'm really alive

Going to find out if I'm really alive

Going to find out going to find out



Eyes in a stream float away

Treetops, dead hornets, and waste

Eyes in a stream float away

Treetops, dead hornets, and waste



A simple kind of ignorance falters to the side

Exuberance to find your mind, lost her far behind



Something there silent a coil, a snake shell

Unraveling storm from the deep

Skin drops in oceans my heart is not open

Dying sun sinks to the deep



Lies Lies

The skin drops into the sea and ripples eternally

Lies Lies

A dying fetus will fall from the trees

It never had a chance to breathe



So silent slipping away

Decaying

Violent end of a day

Would be crimson floating grave

I'm transfixed fading far away