Flat Mary Road - Tracking the Guy Down

See my life in the sticks
See notes I wrote in reverse
Thirteen years to the day

See my frozen friend
Time-frozen
Tied to his illness
See his friends and his kin

How can I justify the melting

A Christian camp in the sticks
Lying about drugs and my suffering
But suffering the dubious claim

See my friend break down
Grown men
See grown men, they cry out

How can I skirt around my reasoning

I remember when I gave up the ghost
And the brick and the mortar
And then hopelessly I unveiled this
Head-strong
It's strong as ever
Infidelity
The worship of reality
While my tall friend lay in the sticks
And he said God had come to him
Said God had surrounded him
Had captured him
Had seized him
In a crowded jail cell
Whoa

And he flew into space
He flew into space
His mind was blown into space
Frozen and of the space
Frozen and of the space

Calling people
I'm writing down names
I'm trying to track the guy down
While he waits in his own paradise
While he waits in mysterious paradise
While he waits in chaotic paradise

While he waits in apparent paradise

Written by:
Steve Teare

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