Lapochka

Lyrics

[Chorus] How long must I wait, how long must I wait 'Til the mountains of avarice turn blue? How long must I wait, how long must I wait 'Til the moleskin I pick becomes fuse? [Verse 1] Avulsion limps its spurs in the pinches of my earth The dust I kick from animus shatters Recorded on my reels of tape, the trauma stops my flow And in your suppression tastes sulfur [Pre-Chorus] Hear the children say Tear of mended sails [Chorus] How long must I wait, how long must I wait 'Til the mountains of avarice turn blue? How long must I wait, how long must I wait 'Til the moleskin I pick becomes fuse? [Verse 2] As if suddenly your avalanche Reverses my polarity And secretly come Sunday morning Standin' at the pulpit to an empty room [Pre-Chorus] Hear the children say Tear of mended sails [Chorus] How long must I wait, how long must I wait 'Til the mountains of avarice turn blue? How long must I wait, how long must I wait 'Til the moleskin I pick becomes fuse? [Outro] The drowning water you drink passed on by birth I'm no longer willin' to give you control Water you drink passed on by birth I'm no longer willin' to give you control