5 to 4 (feat. Paula Prieto)

The aligning was a ritual
I didn't want to know
I was half alive and half awake
Look at this world though
The singing of an animal
The slick green river stones
The welcome part of drowning
Look at this world though

We used to call it swimming
Like your cousin catching squirrels
To cook them on a fire
And scare the city girls
We used to call it swimming
We don't call it anymore
It came out just like you said
Five to four against the poor
So it's six of one and three of some
And two to make a home
Here's a limb that's close to breaking
Which sort of feels like hope
Then the wailing duck the hooded thrush
The angry engine drone
The endless meadow barbed in metal
Look at this world though

So we named the house a country
And we named our bodies home
It was everything and nothing
Little stories that we told
While a border blazed in heat and pain
A fog like burning fields releaved
Machines of human wonder
Making rackets reel to reel
A wheel of starbacked scatter birds like water
Daylight to the bone and farther
Evening suns and morning suns
Golder brighter closer hotter
Round about the screaming sound
The corrugated throat
The breath of all these sacred things

All this is horizon
I see you in the foregound
We used to mourn the dying
We mourn them even more now
I see you getting older
And careening through the door
So when all of this is over
And we call it five to four
Yeah when all of this is over
And we call it a war
Look out at the world
It was no one's
It was yours