Myopia from Fragile Son by Nate Sahr

A child’s telescope
Illusioned myope
A cardboard sky
Is this all a lie?

Pinpricks of truth
Through clothespin wounds
Curated starlight
A painted moon

They dressed for autumn
They moved too slow
Their feet forgot them
And they very nearly froze

Weather conditions change
You and I don’t control the weather
We respond, we react
To changing weather conditions
But we don’t control the weather
Farmers, construction owners
Um, anybody that works outside
You know
That you have to deal with changing weather conditions
It's a fact of life
I can have great plans
But I’ve gotta change
Because of weather conditions
I have to adjust those plans
Because of changing weather conditions
What I’m saying is that I’m sensing in my spirit
That weather conditions
That they’re changing rapidly right now
And I don’t like the feel of it

What’s the end game
Where’s the finish line
What’s the end game
Where’s the finish line
What’s the end game
Where’s the finish line
What’s the end game

• Folk
• banjo
• dark
• experiemental
• indie
• synth
• Seattle