Taken from a live performance that occurred on 1-19-20 at One56 in West Haven, CT where Nick's amp seemed to have a mind of its own and required an occasional kick to keep working. Summer Camp Crush and American Beauty also played.
lyrics
Sap
You came to me in dream form,
Seed to root to tree form; Free form.
Here’s an olive branch that’ll never leave my lap, stuck sap.
One concentric ring,
One more chance to close me off,
One extension strives to sap.
I stuck out my hands and I gripped all the dirt and remembered my home, immersed in that downpour.
Waiting for illumination to tear me apart.
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Crest
I recognize that twitch, my coat fills in.
It drags me like the crest of noon,
like a jealous moon.
Channels flush and flow, we touch and go.
With time we’ll know, we’re mostly made of water.
We, we. We drops make an ocean.
Shun, shun. Shun or shrug we’ll still boil in the sun.
Son, son, son you don’t have the answer.
Sir, sir, this conversation never started.
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