Casual Things

Light up and decorate the gloom Cry too soon Across the way the mollusk cracked Between two roots of maple sap Kick up the sand, roll back the tomb Spent and spilt Dollar bins your brothers built Apartments still lit up with guilt And hollow jungle rain Creeping seagulls, upper class Fried up, filleted and burned Who knew I would not cure the lasso? Casual things Are harder than you'd believe, man Casual things Are farther than you'd be reaching A rule of thumb There's only one sound of doubt Once tomorrow bottoms out It's too late now to change your route You told me there were only two Shades of sin The kind of moon that blinds you when The farm burns down and the gates fold in(Sipid) Solid knowledge on the white sun Beleaguered from the start Pricing defenses off the charts (Casual things) (Casual things) Casual things Are harder than you'd believe, man Casual things You buried under cabin fever, friend If it's the good way Why soul I wait? Missing Sunday To lick the dust mites off the shallow side of the cage Running over the rules of a race that you staged Walking lunges in place till you can't see his face Till you fake death Light up and decorate the room Sigh too soon Watch the way the mollusk cracks Between two roots of maple sap