She said “on this my peninsula there’s limited space for ingesting a

A loving family of three” and it’s not the way for me

So I joined intelligencia, espionage in Valencia

With a bucket of beer and a ball, God loves an activist on call

It's shoeless shoegaze in old tombs, thousands of lives were lost in these rooms

And meals that tour bestowed? Gut problems at the side of the road

Like lichen loggers blogging from green party bus top, the timetables 2 degrees

It read 51% percеnt of emissions on the patches of your dungarees

Thosе Scandinavian bins filled with soil, we're packing permaculture in the coffee spoils

“It’s not the way I know, so, it won’t be the way we go.”

Like Lichen landing from a sanding bench in Oslo in 1903

The timber found its way to a farmyard before it found its way to me

She said on this my peninsula, just let that wisdom comfort ya

But down in the dumps again is where we find her with her trembling friends

It's not the way I know, It won't be the way we go

She said on this my peninsula, just let that wisdom comfort ya

But down in the dumps again is where we find her with her trembling friends

It's not the way I know, It won't be the way we go