Wreck and Reference Follow
A Lament lyrics
Breaking up in tiny rooms, suckling on the teat of space.
In lucid fields Ive come to pass, in the bottle I do his face.
Mother, have we come to terms, when our insides become unlaced.
Knowing that itll come to this, the absolute nothing black of space.
Bloody trips in all the world, walled up here like theres a race.
Do walls mean we have mottled hearts? Our will continues on the rays.
Planets always moving out, spreading at a steady pace.
Spinoza, sorry, when fission stands, there wont be god, just blacker space.
Part of these releases
-
-
- Track 6 on Black Cassette
- 5 Desire, Ether
Popular Wreck and Reference Songs
A Lament Video
Thanks to
Rosanna
for submitting the lyrics.
Correct these lyrics
Comments on A Lament
Submit your thoughts
These comments are owned by whoever posted them. This lyrics site is not responsible for them in any way.
© to the lyrics most likely owned by either the publisher () or
the artist(s) (Wreck and Reference) which produced the music or artwork. Details
