Bubble Congress

Bubble Congress

Kind Of Like Spitting
(album: In The Red)

Faith in traffic
Faith in healthy horses
Faith in the salts of flesh,
Faith in F sharp
That quick flavor turning in a hardcore kid´s eye,
As if upwards to heaven

As if faithfully by your side,
I smell catalog numbers stacking,
One yellow line racing one untouched spine.

Let it relax
All the muscles, tendons slack.
It´s not the worst that you´ve seen.
Ports and docks, water and money
Simple little guitar things

All the worker bees
Storm up the trees
Do you need to reinstall?
I can make the call.

And the end becomes the trailer when,
What´s put down in penice reacts again,
The end becomes the trailer when it´s gone

The end becomes the trailer when
What´s set down in fiction feeds back again,
The end becomes the trailer when it´s gone.

Then our lives won´t be based on facts,
Just what we heard
So we fold each other over like falling birds

Zeros after Zeroes cloud our sight.