“Circadian Rhythm” by Son Volt

“Carrying on so under the cross. Manifestos to keep sane. The time is weary of conflict. Silent answers, silent blame.”

Blindspot of a lifetime this litter
Pretty fingers on the phone
Nonviolent grace, this religion
No one wants to be alone

Reclaim the rust that northern birds take
It like a song that in their feet
Take a little time on Cherokees street

Chaos and precision with a
Sipping soma in the shade
Thoughts for the plane with brown eyes waiting
Guitar, careless whirlwind, belief gets made

Carrying on so under the cross
Manifestos to keep sane
The time is weary of conflict
Silent answers, silent blame

I can’t any more decisions
I can’t any more decisions


I'm routinely overestimated.

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