utopia revisited (3:55)
(that was my dream day job, back when i couldn’t find a friend to listen to me complain)
taking the old roads now
taking the old roads now
trees claw at the edges
sinkholes implode
taking the old roads now
taking the old roads now
we are stories
we are not wolves
(as a leader, i had an ideal)
further and further on the edge of the horizon
(but not enough power. if i had a song, in the public square, i could make it sweeter)
we are not tigers
we are not wolves
we are stories
we tell about ourselves
trees claw at the edges
sinkholes implode
taking the old roads now
taking the old roads now
(come about, pack your bags, all my past regrets)
utopia, utopia,
utopia, utopia
further and further on the edge of the horizon
(further and further on the edge of the horizon)
further and further on the edge of the horizon
(further and further on the edge of the horizon)
(i shouldn’t have landed here, i didn’t do nothing wrong. under the wall, and floating in the ocean)
Credits:
keyboards, sampling, & sequencing by Kurt Uenala
guitars, triggers, vocals, & lyrics by Jim Infantino
additional vocals by Sigurlaug Gísladóttir
arranged by Kurt Uenala & Jim Infantino