There is something about this album that makes it so hard for me to hear. It is deeply uncomfortable and really scary, but its a really interesting ambient work.
every now and again i like to browse random thoughts on the P.I. search and giggle about my finds,,, feels like a hug (and sometimes a deep dive to the psych ward [thank you all])
it's been stuck in the back of my head forever (one of the greatest!!!)
"The real truth about it is no one gets it right
The real truth about it is we're all supposed to try
There ain't no end to the sands I've been trying to cross
The real truth about it is my kind of life's no better off
If it's got the map or if it's lost
We will try and know whatever we will try
We will be gone but not forever
Come on let's try and know whatever we will try
We will be gone but not forever"
