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Futurefold

from EP by Civil

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lyrics

There’s this sin within syntax that only 

jaws our jargon,

tongue-in-cheek, hide and seek 


anatomy,

which we’ve built for ourselves.



For ourselves, solve ourselves, just with our jig saw too much.



But still didn’t see enough but you know

there’s rhetoric in the retina which can speak



for itself and teach the pupil to grow


.

And to know it needs to reap what it sows,



from every valley and every mountain.




And yes the stakes are so high, but still shake

 hands

with the bottom line.




Tremble with tremors at a meet and greet

 with both ends.

Everyone’s invited so


 propose a toast, but how are you to drink?



With that tongue in your cheek?

You’re on the list, b
ut can’t come in until you’re figured out.



So out you go now, outside looking in.





We can see so crystal clear from in here
,


but for you and your fear you can just sit




and wait for your throat to untie itself
,


and your tongue to want to unveil itself,




and oh your retina’s how they seem so lost.



Cause the glass ain’t clean,

you can’t see, so the 


pain in the window is that you can’t see



far enough, well enough, or just enough.




But we can’t help you from in here cause HEY
!


Before you go judging us, labeling us,


 just know it's cause you cannot

seem to find 

the desire, the will to speak your mind
.



And everyone is looking at you 

to come on in

and to revel with us, 


to level with us,

and the stakes and the 

bottom line.

And goddamn it man just please,

j

ust bust that door down, please we’re all waiting.



Please to appease us, and to appeal you.




Your eyes, how sore they must be, and your hands


don’t adore the shakes they’ve never received,




from people they’re still yet to meet and greet,



who you’d say are just playing hide and seek.




You’re feet must be so tired from standing



on uneven ground in the outer cold.




You’re tongue must be so tired from hiding,



walking oral tightropes you craft yourself.

credits

from EP, track released June 26, 2012
Chris Harry - Drums
Angelo Gambatesa - Vox
Jacob Hrajnik - Guitar, Synth

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Civil Toronto, Ontario

In the beginning, there was Craigslist. And born out of Craigslist were drug deals, which paved the way for coffee houses & music shops. People were meeting up, and shaking hands. They took those hands and gave them tools. The tools made sound and all was Pho. ... more

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