[Lyrics] Re: Posession
We turned to ashes, but ashes never form
This mellow formation, you twist
You turn and I churn out possessions
It's another street corner to drown
Adhesives to our forgotten days
We only scared of the scarecrows
It's only a work in progress desert
You run there is no running around
You run there is a merry go round
To pay for your share of the desolation
To pay for your share of freedom
Selling your skin to merchants
I guess it's just a second skin
It's so free to be you
It's so free to bayou
You turn and there's only yardstick
To salt stick with enlightenment mint
I don't like your formation
I don't like your desolation
I like your supplication
I like your disposition
Your formation is information
Your possession is dispossession
October 2026
By Cecil Low
Edited by Aran Meredith
© Cecil Low Music, demo tape, some rights reserved.
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