Letras
Words can be too much
In a ceaseless state of flux
The bridge of many seasons
The twisting of the flow
The highs are more high
And the lows are more low
The force that pulls you under
Is what makes you grow
Unconscious goodness
I’m more and more
Like a plant by the day
Simply a witness
I stand in comfort
With tears in my eyes
I am like the log lady
Scrolling my log in the dark
I am like a shaman on MTV
The cameras obstructed by fog
Whatcha gonna do?
You know this world
High and low
Squirrel TV
They don’t take any shit from me
Squirrel TV
They don’t take any shit