Текст песни:
come to send not condescend
transcedental consequence
is to transcend where we are
who are we who we are
trampled moss on your souls
changes all your a part
seen it all not at all
cant defend fucked up man
take me for a ride before we leave.......
AVALACHE FALLING FAST
driving winds happenstance
off the track in the mud
thats the moss in aformentioned verse
just a little time before we leave
stop light plays its part so i would say
youve got a part whats your part who you are you are being who you are