Proteus

 

Stephen finds his way to Sandymount Strand
(Philosophically poetical)
He’s too damn anxious, so he lies down
(Philosophically poetical)

P.R.O.T.E.U.S
Proteus
Tears tears tears

If you like stream of conciousness, stick around
(Philosophically poetical)
Where the stream of dog piss and nose picking become profound
(Philosophically poetical)

My anxiety levels and inner devils
Are twisting my propriety
I’m jumpy and nervous
like a cat in a circus
weary of society

from the album Recklesses

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