Mourning Sickness - Wallace Vanborn

industry that holds whatever we become

take some time to learn and love your noble son

hold the palms and help the wicked ways in which

teachers roam, altough just not for everyone

oh, you’re so aligned

come that morning tide

you’ve got all the questions

locked up and signed

papers down, the turning sands are on their way

we don’t love the blacks and browns that we don’t hate

fortresses, they lie amongst the ones that have

healing skin for us and them and everyone

oh, you’re so aligned

come that morning tide

you’ve got all the questions

locked up and signed

industry

industry

industry

industry