The Conductor Takes a Step Back (I Hope to Live One Day)

from The Conductor's Fatal Bow by X.Y. Spaces

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Adorned with a necklace made from balled up sheets of paper and receipts where you'd jot down your ideas, just whatever you could get your hands on. Lest another masterpiece slip through your fingers, just like the last one, and the last one, and the last one.

And you wonder why it is that we want you to stop, or at least reflect on what you've become. You can't win back the dignity that you've lost, 'til you cease the transgressions you attract.

Gaunt and fetid from each day waiting on a new idea. "This next one is sure to succeed!" What more could inspire? What could stoke that fire? Well just concentrate, yes I'm sure that you'll find it. Oh I hope.

For those subtle scowls we can't thank you enough; I believe in you as you believe in me. He'd never waste his swan song on you; he aims to please but he could never make that guarantee. But stick around 'cause eventually he's sure to astound, I hear he's working on something more low-brow.

Huge gaps in between deep breaths you're reminded to take, constantly. The origin of which we can't understand. Roused from our sleep we heard the solemn declaration of, "well I've got me a great idea!"

You don't get it, you just don't get it. I can never realize these dreams on half-witted limericks and polarizing motifs. Desperate times call for desperate measures. I refuse to end up how I'm portrayed, oh I hope.

I hope to live one day.

So I'm gonna take a step back. Survey all that's before me.
I'm going to take a step back.

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from The Conductor's Fatal Bow, released September 2, 2017

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Jonathan Ransom - Guitar
Brady Lett - Vocals
Alex Hames - Drums
Heath Brister - Bass

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