Mimicking Birds - Dust Layers lyrics
[Mimicking Birds - Dust Layers lyrics]
June traded me for October
Carried me through to the November winds
Caves in the ground, though we often slip
To look outside with squinting eyes
I crawled underneath the weight of all of it
As time squeezed out both sides
You barely move to lift one of your fingers
Just clinch your fist and bend all of them
(bend all of them)
Aim towards the ground, you cannot miss
Or aim high if that’s your bulls-eye
Every piece that’s found should not be mis-
Taken as one from your pie
It’s cool how you are just you (Ooh)
And it’s nice how we can just hang on too
(yeah)
It seems like we don’t lose our youth (Ooh)
And I just can’t see losing you (Ooh)
Born of ice and salt I’ll
Meet you back there, yeah
'Cause we are foreign travelers
Of many dimensions here or there
Dormant underground:
Like a windblown seed yet sown
One millennium ends tomorrow
Dust layers the cluttered shelf
So many layers of substrate there
But here it's all layers of
Dust down to the core
It’s pretty unfortunate now that
It’s only us left none of your precious ores
Good shit's still mixed with the dust
But oh well it’s just a fraction of what
Sinks to the floor
As the passing of time aligns
With the layers of dust, pieces of us
Born to cities of rust under the crust
Add another layer of dust
All caked with ice and nebulas
Carried me through to the November winds
Caves in the ground, though we often slip
To look outside with squinting eyes
I crawled underneath the weight of all of it
As time squeezed out both sides
You barely move to lift one of your fingers
Just clinch your fist and bend all of them
(bend all of them)
Aim towards the ground, you cannot miss
Or aim high if that’s your bulls-eye
Every piece that’s found should not be mis-
Taken as one from your pie
It’s cool how you are just you (Ooh)
And it’s nice how we can just hang on too
(yeah)
It seems like we don’t lose our youth (Ooh)
And I just can’t see losing you (Ooh)
Born of ice and salt I’ll
Meet you back there, yeah
'Cause we are foreign travelers
Of many dimensions here or there
Dormant underground:
Like a windblown seed yet sown
One millennium ends tomorrow
Dust layers the cluttered shelf
So many layers of substrate there
But here it's all layers of
Dust down to the core
It’s pretty unfortunate now that
It’s only us left none of your precious ores
Good shit's still mixed with the dust
But oh well it’s just a fraction of what
Sinks to the floor
As the passing of time aligns
With the layers of dust, pieces of us
Born to cities of rust under the crust
Add another layer of dust
All caked with ice and nebulas