Seazon of the Fly
MISCHIEF JAMES SWENSEN-FLAGG

Distance gaining, persistence waning.
We always hid from the times.

My years slipped away.

There’s no easy way to break the news.
We’ve come undone.
There’s no other way for us to choose,
Under dying sun.

Overthrowing the ever all knowing.
Masking up over lines.

It’s just another game that we thought we’d always play
til' the lights come on.
It’s just another distant day breaking what we made.
Writing the unfinished song.

How the years slipped away.

There’s no easy way to break the news.
We’ve come undone.
There’s no other way for us to choose,
under dying sun.

Overthrowing the ever all knowing.
Masking up over lines.
Loving every different way we ran.
Loving every crime.

Distance gaining!
Persistence waning!
We always hid from the times!
Distance gaining!
Persistence waning!
We always hid from the times!

There’s no easy way to break the news.
There’s no other way for us to choose.