From the recording Lifiatus
Featuring Aaron Johnson on Saxophone. This song is a commentary which has a lethargic approach to dealing with a daily struggle to work through the ‘funk’ or ‘fog’ caused by malaise, anxiety, dred… suggesting that it would be ok not to think or feel as a way to cope with the struggle. Many people think that mental illnesses that cause negative trains of thought are as I’ve questioned simply “in my head”, which in ways they are and aren’t…
Lyrics
And it won’t hurt not feeling at all,
‘cause thoughts can control wandering souls.
And I’ll try not to take my senses all for granted
but when dread drowns days it’s hard to see past
Opaque glass and butterflying hinges.
I’m stale bread crumbling on a mono-sail ride.
Is it all in my head?
And it won’t hurt not feeling at all,
‘cause most feelings get lost or are hard to control.
And I’ll try not to segregate my intentions
but when goal posts grow it’s hard to get hold of,
Opaque glass and butterflying hinges.
I’m stale bread crumbling on a mono-sail ride.
Is it all in my head?