now it’s out on the table please pass the betrayal yes it’s a dish I seem to prepare well the recipe is simple add a dash of something natural yes now bring it to a slow boil i can see everything going white, stuck inside now i sit at a window only a double pane away from being buried alive i’ll be out in aspen that’s where i’ll be i don’t understand what’s happened to me make believe that i am nothing more than articles burn the paper scraps dissolve from your mind all the positives fraternal to emotional make me believe in my mind make me a ripple on the water of a lake frozen over i disappear again this apathy has found in me a place to be it’s no fairy tale for most men i can see everything going white, stuck inside i romance destination astray from despair but first i seek daylight i’ll be out in aspen that’s where i’ll be i don’t understand how i got to colorado my minds on the moon but i’m froze to the floor out in aspen navigating what to say i’m lost out in the cold now i don’t understand how i got to Colorado my minds on the moon but I’m froze to the floor
credits
from
We Bring It On Ourselves,
released 02 April 2010
Recorded and Produced by Douglas Allen at The Front Porch Studios