Freeload, you never have to pay anymore
Save face, you have no reason to use the door
Glide Forward with no effort
I feel jelous, can push the limit, and never feel
So cold my hands are filled with gold that I will never own
Behold the sights, the few and far between
Maybe I'll embrace the spaces in between
Deep river beds to stop in my place
Thoughts grew so sour, I don't think I can taste it
You remeber the stories that I seemed to have lost
Forget the truth, you're the rock and I am just the moss
Forgotten mementos from yester-year
A broken tooth from opening a bottle of beer
Right next to your body while I fall asleep
No one even realizes that I am knees deep
Forget my shortcomings, I can't be that great
Forgive the blessings, I take for granite
Stumbled through machine workings and acetate
If I asked you to be there, would you promise not to be late
Forget the whole problem, we'll start from scratch
No need to reason, my thoughts don't flow too fast
Perpetual motion keeps me moving enough
Sunk as much as I can, I think I call your bluff
You try to grasp for the roots that are at your feel
Ideal-ish places for you to feel complete
A small shack for you to rest eyes at night
Display of rejection? I think I just might
credits
from Entering Yolo County,
released June 20, 2015
Collin- Vocals, Guitar
Tylord- Guitar
Christian-Bass
Nathan-Drums
This imaginative release from Monty Cime blends Latin folk music and experimental noise for a sense of surreal nostalgia. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 30, 2023