Album: Distance And Clime

On The Sagtikos

You always take what you see and then eventually you never speak about the
twenty-two, twenty-three, the pleasant delicacy until it’s fought through. To wreck
the hypothesis of hippopotamuses is very gentle now. It’s all contained overseas
well past the securities of Shauna Randle’s house. The instrumental debris has
wrecked the sanctity of every Monday night amongst the suburban feed across the
sub-city that’s overcrowded now. And asphalt binds us tightly now in trigger happy
ways. And if they fought you two ways down it’s never ending ‘cause it’s up and
down, so up and down on the Sagtikos.