Laguna Seca
Jonathan Meiburg
The first time I saw you
We barely connect
We sleep on the subject
And slip on the mask
Of ugliness
Nothing is missing
Or seems out of place
Enter the object
It's a ride alone
With ugliness
Walk into traffic
Or catch yourself
A sudden shiver
From underground
Dig ye, dig ye
Dig ye low
Let fortune favor
The undertone
Of ugliness
Offer him something
He’ll never return
The lack of all respect
The lives undernеath
This ugliness
And down in the market
It's a racе
Back to domestic
Hollow restlessness
Walk into traffic
Or settle down
A sudden shiver
From underground
The hollow feeling
The yellow sky
And fortune favors
The bigger lie
Of ugliness
Offer me something
I'll never return
The end of all respect
The lives on the brink
Of ugliness