Lapochka Lyrics

how long must I wait
till the mountains of avarice turn blue
how long must I wait
till the moleskin I pick becomes fuse
- in the pinches of my earth
the dust I kick - animal shelters
recorded on my reels of tape the trauma stops my flow
and in your suppression taste sulfur

hear the children say
-

how long must I wait
till the mountains of avarice turn blue
how long must I wait
till the moleskin I pick becomes fuse
as it suddenly your avalanche
reverses my polarity
and secretly come Sunday morning
- pulpit to an empty room

hear the children say
-
how long must I wait
till the mountains of avarice turn blue
how long must I wait
till the moleskin I pick becomes fuse

the drowning water
you drink
passed on by birth
I'm no longer willing to give you control