Subside by Ernest Rareberrg Lyrics

[Intro: Alan Watts]
The future is a concept—it doesn’t exist. As the proverb says, "tomorrow never comes". There is no such thing as tomorrow. There never will be because time is always now. And that’s one of the things we discover when we stop talking to ourselves and stop thinking

[Verse 1: Ernest Rareberrg]
Fewer eels and obtuse feathers
They claim to know you better
Each time you ran away I knew you'd try it
Looser ends and fields of triumph
Rub it in with salt and fire
Clumsy limbs and I hope they don't think twice

[Hook: Ernest Rareberrg]
Spewing lad you know you won't subside
Or chase time
You'll be fine
Spewing lad you know you won't subside
In no time
You'll be fine

[Verse 2: Ernest Rareberrg]
Crummy boy that you met on that weekend
Same old boy in a room counting sheep
Corduroy cycling on that evening
And I know that you knew that it was me, oh
Archaic racer
Denim blue chaser
Yellow-bellied pacer
[Hook: Ernest Rareberrg]
You know you won't subside
Or chase time
Know you won't subside
Know you won't subside
Know you won't subside
Know you won't subside