Cursive Is Code - Our Future Is California

Come what may came and went, and there was nothing left
And the last act of a desperate man was to question it
With the fruit rotting on the ground we stayed where the Sun went down
Drunk on caution. High on hope
And in time became an epitaph that we couldn't admit
Infrequencies we couldn't transmit
But we owned it but like dogs it really owned us
And what is just? What do you even ask of us?

Cause you ask me where were going and I need to tell you this
Find the highest hill in Yankee, and look west
On the darkest night imagined with your best looking glass
See the memories of Suns still too far to see
But you won't see California. And California is you and me

When we give it a name, we reap what that means
We give it life and we cut it to pieces
And what's left turns back Load bearing
Showing stress

Cause you ask me where were going and I need to tell you this
Find the highest hill in Yankee, and look west
On the darkest night imagined with your best looking glass
See the memories of Suns still too far to see
But you won't see California. And California is you and me

Written by:
Jason Krug

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