The Zabriskie Blast

A surrender by degrees
Tote that barge, chase the cheese
Leading lives, song still inside
Quiet desperation against the tide
Sitting in silence on the one-way ride

Holy Friday, hit the town
Roll the barrel, chuck it down, chuck, chuck it
Maybe while you paint it red
Forget the gun at your head
The boomtown is the ghost town

Push it too far and it's feathers and tar
And scatter, scatter, scatter
Slow floating glass, the Zabriskie blast
Let it shatter, shatter, shatter

Come follow the sound to the sea air

Time is ticking, we ricochet
Falling footsteps, day after day after day after day
The passing cloud laughs out loud
At Jack and Jane, a face in the crowd
The black freighter's on its way, but...

Take a number, wait in line
Not this sucker, not this time
All this shit has got to go
Before we reap what we sow
Jim Crow, Joe Blow, John Doe, but...

Well, time on your side, be a sign of the times
Because you matter
You matter
Time on your side, be a sign of the times
Because you matter
You matter, you matter, you matter, you matter



Credits
Writer(s): Lindsay Moxham
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