Lyrics Modern Asylum - Wreck and Reference

Modern Asylum

My memories of young life were left to me in such a way, stuck rather than
cultured, and orphan
I whisper them to go away.
In modern asylum, white walls with all the perks of
white walls
I promised myself words like the sea.
I promised myself mescaline and flowers
I camped at the rivers edge in rusty silt not knowing the direction of the
current, but made a guess and thrust myself against it
Against all odds of peace, I wrote a letter about why life mattered and I threw
it away
In the dreams that are rationed to me I enter and I am entered.
Barely green
eyes and drying lips, I don’t sleep in an empty house and I am not empty,
white walls dense with images
If it turns it’ll never work, if it turns out the future is lavish brine with
no material with which we are to build our shelter
I won’t step in the same river twice, down future torrents with these
unfaithful reflections.
Like enormous pines growing out of the cement.
Scattered lights like tiny watchmen: ready