Rot from Delivery by Two Sun Bower

How do you drive from the backseat?
How do you operate a human body?
I nearly broke my neck from whippin' off of Battery and onto Lealand
Now Maple's in the front-yard
She's yowling like she ain't known love in a century
But I plot the route and I say when we can leave

I stick, stuck to the snowfall
Five inches in my rearview mirror
And I retreat to the roof when I've got nothing to lose
So I can see it all clearer
Now the path opaque, I push for presence
Some realistic effervescence
I'm shrouded in magnolia leaves

Now I'm afraid I'm standing on a precipice
Of all I ever was and all I'm metamorphosizing to become
And everything is withering behind me slowly
With a sweetness, with an old familiar hum

Now somehow the rot is always sweeter when I come into town
I detached from the root to keep my head around

Now I'm afraid I'm standing on a precipice
Of all I ever was and all I'm metamorphosizing to become
And everything is withering behind me slowly
With a sweetness, with an old familiar hum

Car's broke down, I can't come home now
Coagulate, I've got no blood to bleed
My family's growing cold
And no one sends me letters anymore

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