"Cat In A Boc"
A wistful blitz is washing over me
tendrils dance and spin they tease unfurling
smoky fingers rise as we're exhaling
a grin that cracks my lips so melancholy
Everything that we concieve can be
Consensus it will dictate our reality
The act of all creation merely lies in observation
Can't you see?
As the western world rolls over literally
it seems the death of self esteem might be
the greatest tragedy
all this twisted progress
Reminding me of Oepedius
and we all know how the Theban plays are ending
In tragedy
Just ask Sophocles
In tragedy......
A wistful blitz is washing over me
tendrils dance and spin they tease unfurling
smoky fingers rise as we're exhaling
a grin that cracks my lips so melancholy
Everything that we concieve can be
Consensus it will dictate our reality
The act of all creation merely lies in observation
Cant you see?
(music & lyrics- Andi)
