Dumb Forest - Wreck and Reference

What other option is there

Than to give your head away or take the one that’s given away?

Or give away your stuff to your friends?

But they don’t need it either in the snake pit

You are but the snakes you fuck

And not the other way around

I believe that you touch yourself in the dark and think about nothing

It’s some way to spend your time

If two rivers down a mountain never touch, what does it matter to you?

What does it mean to you?

If you cared, the future would look different

A thousand pine needles glowing red hot

If two trees in the forest never touch, can you still see it?

The snakes become your friends

And flog you to death for your secret sin

On a thousand steel needles glowing red hot

What is another horseless cowboy

That knows no dirt

That knows no rope or brownish sunsets supposed to think?

Standing in between two rivers, close enough to only see one river

And touching themselves in the dark

I knew a cowboy once and he hit me in the gut so hard

I bled inside and I carried those guts with me forever

The strange smell of misplaced guilt ever since then

Hit me again

Hit me again

Hit me again

Hit me again

Hit me again

Hit me again

Hit me again

Hit me again

The corrugated face of the elephant

The arctic smooth of the gun

The face of the gun

The substance that bridges the gun and the elephant

To you on the other

Side of the world

Unknowing

But on your back just the same

Wondering your connection to them

The face of the gun

The arctic smooth of the gun

The face of the elephant and the substance that bridges the gun

To the involuntary silence of things

After they’re done being things

For now

You don’t know anything about silence

For now