WHERE IS MY JACKET ?

Time

Time is a prestigious alteration of perceptions on reality
It is what makes wrinkles show
The winds of the oceans blow
The trees that grow
And love to show

As time goes on, we become smarter
We make mistakes, and children are born

What does this have to do with an alternative band, you ask?
It does not
This is a look into the beyond

A land where time shouldn't exist, but it wants to
A land called "Listen To After Hot Lemonade"
A land where you, the listener, don't want time to exist
Because it helps you to escape the really really crappy world outside

Behold
Jacketless

Yo where's my FUCKING Jacket?



Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Carlson
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