found some old instrumentals i recorded like 6 months ago, but i had deleted the lyrics for the original song (which i had scrapped). got some other unused lyrics i had lying around and adapted it into this little tune.
lyrics
trudging slowly, highway squealing
a bus is parked it feels surreal and
i hear the silence kiss your ear
aural void grows, all is consumed
could feel like death if i did choose
to close my eyes and think of you
always sober, always feeling
already high like nothing's real
my mind is there but my body's here
this record is great for listening to when you're lying down alone in some random farmer's paddock staring into the sky, trying to clear your head. the poetry is touching. BACKYARDS