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A Forest

from demos by Adam Powell

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Why should I be expected to believe anything?
If all I've got are senses, which in a sense, is limiting
Within one's self, without one's self, you'd think would be the key
But I'm not we and frankly, I wouldn't want to be

Would a forest be a forest if you couldn't see the trees?
Would the bees buzz more or less without the use of knees?
And why I fall apart at the thought of being free
From day-by-day and night-by-night for all eternity?

Verse, chorus, verse -- then again in reverse
And in the bathroom, on the floor
Through the window, out the door
Tumbling something violent through the street
Till mile after mile of black, white, and grey
And finally the city gave way to sandy beige and blue
Let fall your feathers and headdress
All leg, thigh, and breast
Foaming at the mouth
Spray salting, cold, and wet

(the decorator's lament)

It's all emptiness and grief
Pain and disbelief
The growing unknown without respite or relief
It's all wailing and despair
Unraveled and threadbare
The painful sting of solitude and caress without a care

Dagger drawn, and weak
Fading fast, and bleak
The last straw, the final call, take a bow
And weep

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from demos, released February 4, 2015

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