Recorded and mixed by Ian Davenport at Courtyard Studios
Mastered by Katie Tavini
Art by Tommings
Copyright Bomb the Twist / Clue Records 2017
lyrics
Notions not what they seem
Extents so extreme
What are we to believe
News stand ink hangs out to dry
Dividing marks and empty eyes
Annie circles truth and lies
Vision birds, cocooned cries
Tell me what use is wishing
For certains when our times are in transition
And bonds picked away
Oh your honesty
Never looked so free
Been bruised to think
Trying to be mine
It's about time
Trying to find home
A certain unknown
Cuts are holding sun and stars
They're leading us down
Threads of proof
Weave a fabric of truth
Poisoned rags then infect the cause
Laymen, lords
Whose word's worth more?
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