Written and recorded yesterday on my 28th birthday.

Thanks for listening :)

DONT WANNA KNOW

i can't stop

I am in the perfect place to get lost
While I go against all that I was taught

Perfect Place To Get Lost

Trying To Find A Reason

Spirit of the sweltering
Heat of the minds that are sheltering
Ecstasies,

Sing for the loved ones unsullied by rapturous tones.

I'll stand by "the guys" done good by you
Now promise me you'll do the same --
And I promise you,
That I'll stay,
Another day.

Feel it leaning into the
Light of the candle-fuse
Sparked on parliament lawns

They spawned the love-making hippies who loiter by your door.

Open it up and go try it
I promise you won't mind at all --
And you promise me,
That we'll see,
At least one more week.

Seemingly the hearing of
These CRIES EXCEEDS the emotion capacitance.

These lies they spread out unsullied by scientific gifts.

But these are the guys done good by me
And promises I try to keep.

So you promise me,
And I'll promise you,
That I'll stay,
At least 8 more years.

Christopher Borland