Chasing Insignificance
like lava down the desolate mountain of my existence I seared and stripped all vestige of your presence burned it off felt it fall away like ash chasing insignificance I closed my eyes and the sallow desert sands sucked me down swallowed like a pill pumicing my memories I sank into the empty endless void chasing insignificance walled in by solid slabs of fear and stumbling silence I feel my way around my cell unconscious drained of hope blind deaf dumb numb chasing insignificance
Chasing Insignificance
About This Song:
Evocative and creative, my personal favorite Larry Mitchell production, complete with his searing guitar solo.
Also featuring HammondB3 work from
Rob Whitlock and gospel wails from
the inimitable Tina Wilson.
