The Sky Groundwards

from by The Bonsack Machine

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lyrics

All the ghosts in this vessel
Frightened of dying
All the words on the tips of their thumbs
Abbreving in Latin and mechanical pidgin
To conserve all desire in their lungs

If I turn the sky groundwards
From the sea they'll rise,
All those hapless navigators
Reaching for the stars
As they fall around our feet
And underneath our cars

All the stone in this bread cannot be turned
Despite the gnashing of my teeth in my sleep
But men do prefer the whole room to be burned
Than to just treat the floor to a sweep

If I turn the sky groundwards
From the sea they'll rise,
All those hapless navigators
Reaching for the stars
As they fall around our feet
And underneath our cars

All the ghosts in their windows,
Tapping and etching
Out the living into bottle-necked enfolds
Every hothouse has a memory of the
Bees that don't get through
But none of how all the flowers grew

If I turn the sky groundwards
From the sea they'll rise,
All those hapless navigators
Reaching for the stars
As they fall around our feet
And underneath our cars

credits

from Demo songs, track released August 18, 2012
Nicola Bell - drums
Brendan Bonsack - guitar,vocals
Chris Bonsack - bass
Chrissy Misso - vocals

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