Glocca Morra Starvation Limits Tokyo Snow Lyrics
Starvation Limits / Tokyo Snow by Glocca Morra
I measured up to the best of my worst intentions. i've never been the one to be the wrecker of homes. i had a blast at the party where i drank to excess, but every time i leave, i get a little bit quiet. now i'm awake on the floor with my hesitation and create all the scenarios i've never experienced. you are too smart. you are too smart. i don't know what my hands do when they are bored. i like to watch a good fight. i like to see us get animalistic now. but the worst of all is that i know the time. i found an hole - infinity - the modern world is flowing in and out inside itself. and so i dug my way into an early grave. have i seen every part of you yet? but i still get that lonely feeling to just trash a room with my bare hands and feet. i was a representation of all the things i might be made of. i was a rambling vagrant. i was a failing empire. i was a lonely estate. i wanted you to occupy my space. if you listen close, you can hear the ocean croon. and that's alright. i was dying for days, and walking through the sounds of the night. i had a moment of clarity and stared it for all of eternity. i was drinking with the coroner, talking about the life and the death. he had a smug look and a rueful laugh and said "the first one is always the best." we won't beat them so let's join. you can't beat us so just join! i get lost in circular thought for my endless love for the world, though it can be quite frightening. A, it breathes, alive. B, it claws with all my time. see it move around us, i see it moves within us. the last thing i saw was a winter scene. the heart went cold and numb at the sight of new snow born on trees. i caught disease on my last great adventure. i sailed for years just to find your humble home, and it seems i finally found this God i've been praying to, and so i asked her, "was it sad to die this way?" and she replied, "son, it's time you died today." what troubles i had found were given up to one who'd burn it to the ground, but really i can't say because i thought i knew a soul i thought was pure, but little do i know, i know nothing at all. woah! the timing was a wreck. i waited for an opening, i slipped into the cracks of every step i took and now i can compress and sleep alone for years - no one will know i'm here, no one will know i'm here. everything is trailing in a bright haze, everything is moving through forever. and all my dreams are infinite vacations where all my thoughts are hazardous to my health. wait for it to say wait for it to say wait for it to say wait for it to say