Texty: Gods Reflex. Scenes From A Motel Seduction. Mayday.

little boys, big songs, bigger hearts
"stars fall into cupped hands. mine burned again"
it looks like we've lost again
now im thinking: we'll unionize. eye the masonry. see how we smile as trumpets fade away.
we always told the truth
we saw through evergreens, but it looks like we've lost again
every time i stand corrected, i realize that i've stood here my whole life
so here i'm asking: will you force your eyes if im shouting mayday!?
will you hear at all?