you find yourself wishing you hadn t learned that lesson like gorging yourself hoping for no nutrition oh help me from pining for simpler times as if ignorance was a virtue and stupidity sublime ever wonder why this experiment ain t working so well existence s small print the siren and the bell i can tell the ghosts are out it s what i vebeen dreaming about darling i ve grown numb as a matter of self defense it s the little things they are disappearing extinct no chance they want to live large large like you but take a look around us there just ain t room how are the summers brother way up north it ll be such a large ocean that i hope you like to surf and darling the crows followed me home again the cells are always fighting revolt from the chicken pen and if you re quiet for one moment you can hear them scheming well enough it ll be such a large ocean i hope you like to surf
['jangle rock', 'vancouver indie']