Lament from Starvation, Live! by John Moran Trio

What can I touch
That will never splinter
That could keep it's essence
Maybe keep it close to me

White light, top down, bottom up, either way
Blinded by its surfacing
(Got/Get) into it yesterday
I get into it everyday

I've got a fever
Burnt in the middle
Always so simple
Burns like liquor

Bitch I'm trapped outside
Experiential Wonderland
Ballistics hit the monastery
Watch it cave from the outside

Lower half sings
"Can I keep it close to me"
Experiential Atrophy
(I/Let's) get into it every day

I've got a fever
Very special hunger
It's never really finished
It lurks in my peripheral

Back when I was little
I found a hidden treasure
It was made of liquid
I have it in a towel

I lose it all too regular
Caught in the interior
It doesn't come out easily
It lurks in my peripheral

• Experimental
• Pennsylvania