SENTAI QUARRY

Me lost
In my sea
I’m waving through

Me lost
In your sea
Concernt soothe

Thanks to you
Thanks thanks to you
I’m grateful
For
People who
Breathe
The
Truth

I clap when the credits roll
On reruns of seinfeld
I laugh intensely when alone
Staring down open palm
I’m so tired of depth
Nothing’s profound
You’re so full of shit
I’m free from it

Soaring
Is the way

Soring
Get away!

Blackout drunk
On a plane
City Charlotte
Is the way
I don’t know
I am free
This is free

Unseen my soring
And I find when I can
As I am alive with no story
Or the ol’ story I go back home

I went flying with all the sea people!
I read a book about hope!

And i tried to love better

But I don’t know

I don’t know