I would to go back to the time before I was born
Try to find my parents there and have them warned
One day you may live to see your sun eclipsed by storms
If your idea of the apocalypse is only getting warm
I would to go back to the time before when I did drugs
I would like to mine my mind for something to be proud of
Wouldn't it be nice to say the words to save your love
Before they all get buried under days and weeks and months
The path that lies in front of me is shifting day to day
People stuck in sinking sand get paved along the way
Spreading out the monument designed to mark their graves
Deep inside a vault inside a pit outside a cave
I will just get saved day to day
Since there's no way my sins will ever be repaid
If I am committing new ones every day
And heavy is the stone that you would have to roll away
And I'm not trying to contradict the notion
That any rolling stone shouldn't stay in motion
I agree that some rolls still have purpose
But unless you decide yourself than it's just worthless
It is meaningless
It is without
A bonafide New Jersey garage rock ripper from Francie Moon plunges fearlessly into the murky depths of psychedelia and blues. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 14, 2022