Songtexte Badlands - Joshanda

Librarians
Contrarians
Disciplinarian woes
I will it but it won't
Clergymen
Hurry then
Rescue me from the occult
Their invitations are very persuasive

Swords in their stones
Have eloped
Now they roam
Searching
For
Ropes
Cut Them Free

Tee-
Totalitarian
Warlocks from Waverly Place
They cast such feeble spells
Aryan
Libertarians
Pompous and proud of their ways
Our subjugation was just a phase

Rove empty roads
Thoughts unknown
Traits unhoned
Still
Searching
For
Ropes to
Cut
Famished
For
Withheld Love

Underexposed to the summer heat
Too worn down to give summaries
Winter tundra; my last retreat
Self care warranted I unfreeze
The desert air reads my eulogy
Enlightens me on my heresy
A prayer mat lay before me
Still with footprints embedded deep

Heart attack in a lucid dream
Conjured mother so vividly

Picturesque
Until I pictured it