Land of Limbs lyrics

Incubator of the future

Apocalyptic playground
You must love novelty
to live here

Cynics do not survive
They move away
to cooler climes
Leave their bile behind

on sidewalks to sizzle
and evaporate into

clouds of vaporized dreams

Town of transplants
City of saplings
Land of amputated limbs

Millions of orphaned
legs hands feet looking
to rejoin their bodies

Searching to be sewn
back onto where
they belong
Sometimes I think:

If you weren’t born
here you need to bе
lost to live here

Or comfortablе being
separated from your

organ of origin

I know everyone
writes about LA
but I am one of
her children now too

No longer an orphan
I've been adopted
No longer lost
I've been co-opted

By a

Town of transplants
A city of saplings and a
Land of amputated limbs