Suchness Lyrics

Ghastly City Sleep Suchness

We're claustrophobic,
Crushed up,
Stifled,
Closed in.
Can't we keep the knife from cuttin' too deep!

We're struggling
And stammering for things to make sense.
Those things,
Those things don't make no sense.
Don't make no sense.

The doors are always
OPEN
Always
And always
CLOSED

Sweepin' swiftly 'n
Snatchin' up the children!
Now
They're fed by the hand
Weeping gently down. gently down...

Living like that...
Shut up in a little glass box.
Afraid of the dark...
At a LOSS of words.
Second guessing myself.

To take the easy way out...
Can you steady the seasick?
There's a height in every depth.
Now we're stuck in a Stinch.