Joshua Edwards - Lament lyrics

This playground's crater began way back with the formation of a meteor collecting reflections of itself. I sit here thinking, one foot planted in creation, the other in exploitation, that my complaint is premise and illusion, and fruit is memory and energy. Someone who says a photo of a frame is not cute enough to be coy. Rather, I'm told, you must show the rotting cla**ic and evoke its historiography. I fall asleep drunk and wake up startled. Archery makes an echo of war. I must take a long walk before I speak. I must buy new shoes before I walk. I must get a job that doesn't yet exist to afford suitable shoes. I will not mention the catalog of fossils reborn in images. As the team is led back into its barn, a light pa**es from the house and is gone, terminating on the blank skull of a ram.