Evening Seal

Due to the greater loudness of the guitar relative to my voice in this recording, I can't catch most of the lyrics. Nevertheless there's something in it, listening back, which I find calming, which I guess isn't the conscious message but something else. I transcribed what I am able to pick out below. 

The words that come out, let them flow right. You're tired of hearing your own voice and all its patterns. So predictable.

Going inside, I want to connect. I want to release all but you. All this sense of not knowing the answer, the right way to grasp reality. 

Reality can't be grasped! You compress the psychic space. You impoverish by replacing reality with a cognitive set.

 

Holly Mae Haddock