A dark and moody piece reflective of our times

Lyrics:
Here at the crossroads
Going over the edge
We hope for tomorrow
But it hasn't come yet
The world is burning
People drowning and sick
Our leaders have no desire to get this thing fixed
Ay what will become of us?
Ay what will become of us?
Well my feet were wet through August
and the corn was 12 ft tall
and the wheat was all rotten and the summer skipped to fall
the world around us is burning
and the idiots are dying in droves
I don't have much hope for us humans
no I don't, no I don't.

We might go, we might go quietly in the night,.....

Here at the crossroads
Going over the edge
We hope for tomorrow
But it hasn't come yet
The world is burning
People drowning and sick
Our leaders have no desire to get this thing fixed

Rotten

Refracted Memories is a collaboration between Welsh producer Michael Wadlow,American Guitarist Jack Morefield 
And American Singer/songwriter/guitarist Jay Arana

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