Nuclear wind
Clean my skin
When it comes to find me
Make my bones neat and tidy
Make them slumber with my ancestors
Lay them down with my own kind
With a sense of belonging
In life I did not find
The tiniest of details
A meagre list of facts
My roots laid out before me
All strewn across my lap
And hope is like a lanthorn
Which dims so cold and cruel
And if you ever played my soul
You'd hear the foundling blues, foundling blues
And hope is like a dying fool
Who tells you what to do
And if you ever played my soul
You'd hear the foundling blues, foundling blues
credits
from Year of the threatened rabbit,
released October 1, 2011
Recorded : Rehearsal Room / Kiki’s Lounge
Christoph : Vocals
Gavino : Bass,/ Guitar
Tiger Pearce : Drums
K.Bridges : Lead Guitar / Acoustic Rhythm
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