i made my way to the quarry of my mind
to fill my bags of garbage, garbage full
my task completed i shout eureka! eureka!
as i found nothing to fill to my empty bag
the sound of conception
and the air was filled with alcohol
and the grass was bathed in cream
and i called on the name of shiva, o shiva!
then i collapsed under that deafening roar
the sound of conception
i've found the nothing to fill up my time
goldmine!
i found myself again at the edge of my mind
and i firmly clutched the reward of my empty bag
and i shouted at the sky one more time
i said eureka! eureka!
I don't hear a lot of this kind of music, gives me ,loose Sonic Youth vibes. Everything about it is cool, like too cool for school cool. I want to skip class and spray paint an alley with these people. Kyle Zarnoch