Ghostman On Third
Текст песни Lemmings And Salmon

Lemmings and salmon, sandwiched in between. Push up stream, won't wonder why. Trampled under numbers, smothered beneath the odds of reaching any other end. But don't pretend you're on your own. You're shoulder to shoulder, clone to clone. Moving, the only way we've known, the only way we can. As we're thinking, we're submerged and sinking. The light fights through and underneath their feet, invents the view of undersea retreat. Let the current carry me backwards. In the end, the body betrays and we slow down anyway. As we've raced like rats, towards springloaded traps of the everyday and the commonplace. Just try to find your niche in this kicking, clawing mass. Its a fast track to a last slow gasp.