Rations Running Low

from by Dan Florio

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We've gone so far from familiar ground
The destination lost in the shuffle
Uncharted earth ahead
Our vision blurred by a veil of fog
We've ventured farther out than we ever have
The fading maps misread

Wake up, there’s no time for sleeping
We’re casting the anchor
And steadily reaching shore
We should explore
This alien land, there’s something more
We've got no reason for turning back
No matter how hard we steered
The tide swiftly brought our ship here

Wait, now what are we doing here?
Tell me what's going on
Well, who is behind this?
Could you take me back to my home?
I know we lost track
A hundred miles ago
The sails are tearing
The rations are running low

Relax, it's not what you're thinking
You'll have to take a moment now
And let it all sink in
So, it's time to go
Just sit yourself up and take it slow
You've got no reason to hide away
It's all under control
The way that it was before

Wait, now what are we doing here?
Tell me what's going on
Well, who is behind this?
Could you take me back to my home?
I know we lost track
A hundred miles ago
The sails are tearing
The rations are running low

credits

from Malleability, released August 11, 2014
Dan Florio: Vocals, guitars, bass, keyboard
Mike Camacho: Drums
Justine Stephens: Flute

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