From the recording Wind Up
Lyrics
TWO HAYSTACKS
Backward, zealous shills
Negative space it surrounds – hushed
Human wagon wheels
Spokes in reverse – they confound trust
Rushed up gravy train
Steaming and screaming false anthems
Ugly words the bane
Existence in straw like a phantom
Scythe it down -- mix it up
Rabble-rouse -- toss the shuck
Idolize
Scythe it down -- mix it up
Rabble-rouse -- toss the shuck
Idolize
Scythe it down -- mix it up
Rabble-rouse -- toss the shuck
None the wise
Open wounds carry the tune
Plowing badlands with a dead horse
Strawberry moon – unripened fruit
And only two haystacks before us
Join the chorus
Jujitsu pitchfork fields
Finding the needle is pointless
Ignorance never yields
Tractor beam drunk on the high-test
Exhausted, punchy foes
Bail wired and stacked to the rafters
Scythe it down -- mix it up
Rabble-rouse -- toss the shuck
Idolize
Scythe it down -- mix it up
Rabble-rouse -- toss the shuck
Idolize
Scythe it down -- mix it up
Rabble-rouse -- toss the shuck
None the wise
Open wounds carry the tune
Plowing badlands with a dead horse
Strawberry moon – unripened fruit
And only two haystacks before us
Join the chorus
Join the chorus
Cozy on your perch
Cultivate boastful collisions
No ending to the search
For logical barbs of derision
Masterful in stride
Disregard all who would challenge
A stumble with the pride
Let’s rotate the crop of advantage
Open wounds carry the tune
Plowing badlands with a dead horse
Strawberry moon – unripened fruit
And only two haystacks before us
Join the chorus
Join the chorus
Here’s the end
Drawn from accounts not yet written
Save, push send
Into the vault of contrition
Plea for a stay
Execute your indignation
Give, take – gray:
The area none will abide