Lirik Lagu "Epiphany" - Jollywagon
He has got a standing-log-like
Kind of a
Grifter figure.
He has been a lazy slob, "grease, do not!
Give me a hard time".
The tainted breath of a rusted spinning fan,
made her swoon on her heels...
On a space not so blank
On a journey it's so rad.
Those gleam-like blossom looks,
Withered by an eering glimpse
Tells a tale of a half-grown firework tree
She has been leeching lives by a hanging strand
Defiled wishes dwelled by the kin of men
On a room...
.Filled with scattered past-due laundries
The tainted breath of a rusted spinning fan.
A speck of dust and a pair of tired eyes,
How i've come to be fond of this