Squashing Pennies is dedicated to the memory of Mark Szulgit.
lyrics
I promise to pay the bearer
The sum of,
Self.
A ritual, your currency
I'll pay you,
Fair.
And I promised to be lost
Be upright and be vital
The thrum and hum on the tracks
The metal and the pressure
Squashing, pennies
And
loss
Only, only, ever
After, after we're, gone
Pennies, memories some change
Sleep deep, sleep deep
And rest
Returns the other sun set
And I want to tell you that I love you
And these words these words they don't say Enough
And I want to tell you that I see you
May our stride be strong and always,
Upright and vital
And you showed me strength and play and
Acres of wisdom