Za's Stair - Montgomery Sauce Lyrics

Tombstones howl in the Pacific gyre
Pedestrians of Samarkand
Rhodes leads to Rome
A wide wet Appian Way

Silent wings of night predators
Blue painter's tape
A bug lands on the paper
It's a kind of despair

Ocean broken, lapsalt world
Charred bread over Ukrainian hearth
Evening and the silence
The countryside is wild again

The chord's A7, the hope's a tit-tad weird
The strings are dull and slippery
Fostering bunnies under snow-laden firs
A riot at 5am was poorly attended

PollyMae Schiora, Priestess of Fear
Daily runs her grim Kambala
Past cenotaphs and sinks
Monuments and minks
Farmed for reasons clear

Edward P. Luguso cocks his blocky head
His visions of tomorrow rightfully have fled
The neighborhood seems to be skiing
With no lift back up and little sense of dread