Deca - Skyward lyrics
[Deca - Skyward lyrics]
Wind who can still doubt miracles?
Strange overtones
God bless the overgrown child that could
Hold his own throwin' stones at
A sky full of drones
He clipped a wing that fell to
Earth and hit close to home
And found insects nesting in his mobile phone
It's wishful thinking that a song
Can heal a sick rose
I sit and pull thistles out my thick skull
Live slow keep it simple
Sweep the fallen leaves out the temple
When it's ten below freezin' and
The cold wind blows
Some nights we overindulge, kick back
Shoot the shallow shit, chew the pig fat
Act on impulse
Met my love after Elohim sewed my ribs closed
With devils sellin' dreams at the
Disco took her hand and
Stumbled toward the exit
Felt the pressure build
Precious virtuosic flesh clarinetist
Dressed to kill i'll sit alone and watch the
Rain fallin' from your eyes
When they crack the seventh seal
Below the solemn summer sky
Birds in a cage
(cage) , rats in the belly (belly)
Snakes in the grass (grass)
Bats in the belfry (I been thinking)
About the ocean that professed
Love to Ishmael while siftin' through the
Serpent-like intestines of a sick whale
(That sounds dangerous) beneath
The sleep-like veil
I read the stomach lining of
The beast like braille
And walk the street feelin' like
My feet might fail
That- That's how I learn you can do it too
I'm learnin' not to hold my tongue
But how to hold a tune
With a drop'a golden sun leakin'
From an open wound
Below the full moon reposin' in the womb
Stickin' acupuncture pins in your
Thick skull balloon
I make my way through the
Forest and chart progress
Followin' the queen
Runnin' with sharp objects
Stop, catch your breath, set
The hatchet down, dig a hole and
Bury it, god bless the poet proletariat
The lowly, lost laureate down on both knees
Chokin' back tears while the world
Moves at full speed you give 'em time
They'll pilfer the village blind
What's ill is they're building shrines
To realists and philistines
And hide shame with pride I'm
Guilty of the same sin
Born with the same snake attached
At the brain stem
Strange beautiful things losin' their wings
From heaven's promised heights to
The crucible flames listen:
Birds in a cage
(cage) , rats in the belly (belly)
Snakes in the grass (grass)
Bats in the belfry (I been thinking)
About the ocean that professed
Love to Ishmael while siftin' through the
Serpent-like intestines of a sick whale
(That sounds dangerous) beneath
The sleep-like veil
I read the stomach lining of
The beast like braille
And walk the street feelin' like
My feet might fail
That's how I learn you can do it too