took a new approach this week. i've been playing guitar outside of my shop on my breaks, and while i generally noodle around, i have a few 'things' that i play around with. this is def one of those things. a song i've been playing/writing for ages, but it has no real shape or set...it just is. so i decided to record acoustic guitar with my mic. i think it came out nice and i enjoy the vibe it gave off. very post-world. anyway. lots of love to all! have a great week, hope to see you next one too!
<3 Spaceman
› Lyrics‹ Lyrics
we are out of gas gas
we are out of gas gas gas
tanks are empty
lines are long
another Labor Day has come
we all work the mines
Our dripping sweat, a total sum
of our debts, the bottom lines
Born into the work
whats a working man to do
up at 4am
the Robo-dogs chase me through
the city is lost to the new found god
The rain washes down to the city bog
the tunnels over run, rip through the rod
and the overwatchers stand with their mouths agog
working 4 to 3
what has this world made of me?
give us this day our daily bread
as we forgive those who trespass against us
even though they keep trespassing against us and we keep forgiving them
and i know we shouldn’t
but we must
we must do better
we must move on
we must keep going
we must keep strong
we’ve got to see the light at the end
we have to do this
we have to win
we cannot let the overwatchers win
not again
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