Captains log, day number 304
Since i last saw the yellow sun
Conditions have been grand
Is that possible? Improbable...
Vaguely thinking previous positions
Where am i now?
Not in the clouds, or even me...
Breathe with me and maybe you'll see
This is such a dead fantasy
Once upon a time has plagiarized far too far
From those six disguised senses.
I was told, by a fox one night
To get out of the city I'd made
the buildings and the church were crumbling from
The sweets they were constructed of
Was that me speaking through some sort of vision
From poisoned wells?
Ideas of I, have vanished never
As they do now.
released February 27, 2016
Dan Saulpaugh: Recorded Guitar and Vocals