MYCELIUM I: RUSTED HARVEST versuri

MYCELIUM I: RUSTED HARVEST lyrics by Rototypical

Bittern and blue stone
No more elastic fluid, we’re free of vitriol
These trees (they make me feel) remind me of home

This molded crop, these rusted cogs
Oh, how this wasted time has flown
Lady of gold, i’m coming home

Sun-baked hardcover books
Up against that citronella sting
And i miss those days
Oh, and, the nights with her

This molded crop, these rusted cogs

This time just flew, i’m such a buffoon
Lady of gold, i’ll be home soon

One more night with her

This molded crop, these rusted cogs
Filled with grime, i won’t get back in time
My lady of gold, i’ll just miss you more