we're garaged on the hill staring at the breaking rivers
not entirely happy weakened stomachs hearts and livers
more obsolete technicians entrapped in practicality
untrained experienced in ginger golden nothing see see

refraction rules for everything / one / where
virtually impossible not to stare to stare
breaking olds cos no-one misses ignorance
glued noiselessly by the weight of dense

it seems to be mostly occupied evenings
no accusations of premature thievings
peanut butter popping up way too often
familiar priorites unlikely to soften

(
despite our innocence beliefs and hopes
we're at the stage of accelerating funerals
wondering what order we'll see each other go
what's bad about insatiable you're better high than low
)

sigh for viral influence baby come with me
it's ev-er-y-where have you seen my CV?
when the future's over they will never forgive us
forever garaged on the hill staring at the breaking rivers