Otherlife
Dropping shadows on the ground
Circling us like a cloud
Isolated in the sun
Nurtured by the universe
If your seed won't seem to grow grab a shovel, dig a hole
Feed the raw that's in your soul to be free, to connect
Flocks communicate and fly with purpose
Rats will clean themselves.
Why are we conditioned?
Life around us being
Dropping shadows on the ground
Circling us like a cloud
Isolated in the sun
Nurtured by the universe
If your seed won't seem to grow grab a shovel, dig a hole
Feed the raw that's in your soul to be free, to connect
Though both tangled and confusing all the roots below the scene
See the surface of the beauty
A half-eaten tree will breathe
The patterns a mystery, coloured flowers intertwine
Unlike architecture where cents are made
Flocks communicate and fly with purpose
Rats will clean themselves
Why are we conditioned?
Life around us being
Just be!
Giving purpose to so many whose beauty stands alone
All will die without our brethren to keep us safe
Self-conscious I step into the shoes of another
Hold my breath and dive in
Oh what looks like heaven to me may just be your hell
Eat upon my skin like we're burning into ash
Every bridge we built will crash
Eat upon my skin like we're burning into ash
Every bridge we built will crash
Crash. Crash. Crash
Flocks communicate and fly with purpose
Rats will clean themselves
Why are we conditioned?
Life around us being
Just be!
Giving purpose to so many whose beauty stands alone
All will die without our brethren to keep us safe from ourselves
Circling us like a cloud
Isolated in the sun
Nurtured by the universe
If your seed won't seem to grow grab a shovel, dig a hole
Feed the raw that's in your soul to be free, to connect
Flocks communicate and fly with purpose
Rats will clean themselves.
Why are we conditioned?
Life around us being
Dropping shadows on the ground
Circling us like a cloud
Isolated in the sun
Nurtured by the universe
If your seed won't seem to grow grab a shovel, dig a hole
Feed the raw that's in your soul to be free, to connect
Though both tangled and confusing all the roots below the scene
See the surface of the beauty
A half-eaten tree will breathe
The patterns a mystery, coloured flowers intertwine
Unlike architecture where cents are made
Flocks communicate and fly with purpose
Rats will clean themselves
Why are we conditioned?
Life around us being
Just be!
Giving purpose to so many whose beauty stands alone
All will die without our brethren to keep us safe
Self-conscious I step into the shoes of another
Hold my breath and dive in
Oh what looks like heaven to me may just be your hell
Eat upon my skin like we're burning into ash
Every bridge we built will crash
Eat upon my skin like we're burning into ash
Every bridge we built will crash
Crash. Crash. Crash
Flocks communicate and fly with purpose
Rats will clean themselves
Why are we conditioned?
Life around us being
Just be!
Giving purpose to so many whose beauty stands alone
All will die without our brethren to keep us safe from ourselves
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