I will die from rising tides From never ending winters No palatable water No real food left Just artificial flavors But oh my love what’s left is centered to center But in the middle I will sing your name out loud And it will sound like this come from my lips above the trees it reaches And it will be a sound that dissipates But penetrates all of your senses You’ll hear something like this something like this Once in a while yeah once in a while And you will go, go very far And you will do the work at hand And when you are done You will go home Right where you’ve been all along. Well over all those mountain ranges Across all bodies of water I keep drifting back into providing arms of daughters Mmm No more waiting No more telling She says I doubt man will see But I mean I hope he does though I know he won’t because That’s just not how it’s meant to be But I’d like to stay with you for a while Though I know our hours are dwindling And if that fire goes unattended I will gather kindling Ill sing these songs Ill sing the praises and glories Mmmm Ill sing these songs into the gray overcast mornings Mmmm I will live in story shaping lover curving in each likeness She words it nicely cosmic copy baring weight and bearing fruit We’re finding opposition in recycled opinions floating stagnant And very horizontal and it’s clear to me it’s quite a vertical thing We all must find our own way home But to live life like this it takes must practice breaking habits. Born into And oh my love we were created carnivores and much like dinosaurs we will die But live forever yes forever in the soil from which we came and well sing these songs Well sing the praises and glories Mmmm Well sing these songs into the gray overcast mornings Mmmm mmm mm There will come a great change and when it comes there won’t be room for everyone To go oh see what’s left to see What’s left to see? Merely shapes and land mass shifting What’s left to see? Merely shapes and land mass shifting
