All the good times floating by
Not so easy just to stop
And pull them down
Trying hard to enjoy the ride
Putting nickels in a clown's big shoe
Lazy in the wind
A supermarket hell on earth
Wading in the devil's new soda stream
Or floating through a magic bean
High fructose lullabies on chapped lips
Drying in the wind
Lazy in the wind
Travel light for the brokenhearted
You'll have the cracks in the sidewalk
Screaming out
supported by 10 fans who also own “Lazy in the Wind”
This album fucks as hard as dripping and magic but imo feels the most personal and emotional release of the three. It’s weird and frantic but hits
this really interesting balance.
jude