Pythons
It feels like weeks passed
While we were sleeping
It feels like the time all just escaped
Like generations of houseflies lived
Died and piled up across
Wide dilated days
And while we beautified in sleep?
The putrid fruits rotted away
Could've been years in honesty
The best part of any century
Now could've sworn I laid my head down
In the scalding air of an August day
We awoke two roads all snow-lined
Thought I'd walk home anyway
I don't know why it was years before we missed you
Or the lives we used to have
Somewhere caught up in the tangle
Of a million lifetimes been and past
Sleep right through to the end of the future
Like two gorged pythons on the ground
A life in dreams unpunctuated
While the decade's snaking out
Meanwhile a hunger swelled inside me
Like our dying, devouring sun
And we can both go out for breakfast
If you think that kind of thing is fun
Summer still is coming for us
Always Autumn stalks behind
Winter wins out in the end
Then sickly Spring stumbling in
I swear it's never been on time
We're laughing now in the embers of the evening
As all warmth fades from the day
Remember how you glowed so brightly
We were defended against pain
But we got somehow forgotten
God forgot what we were for
And this world burned out from beneath us
It's not life and or death anymore
It's not life and or death anymore
It's not life and or death anymore
It's not life and or death anymore
It's not life and or death anymore
We gathered all unbroken mornings
To blister pristine at your door
On dawn, dawn and days made formless
It's not life and or death
But we remain unfazed by daylight
Bruised not by the years onslaught
Blessed with bodies obsolete now
It's not life and or death anymore
(It's not life and or death anymore)
(It's not life and or death anymore)
(It's not life and or death anymore)
(It's not life and or death anymore)
While we were sleeping
It feels like the time all just escaped
Like generations of houseflies lived
Died and piled up across
Wide dilated days
And while we beautified in sleep?
The putrid fruits rotted away
Could've been years in honesty
The best part of any century
Now could've sworn I laid my head down
In the scalding air of an August day
We awoke two roads all snow-lined
Thought I'd walk home anyway
I don't know why it was years before we missed you
Or the lives we used to have
Somewhere caught up in the tangle
Of a million lifetimes been and past
Sleep right through to the end of the future
Like two gorged pythons on the ground
A life in dreams unpunctuated
While the decade's snaking out
Meanwhile a hunger swelled inside me
Like our dying, devouring sun
And we can both go out for breakfast
If you think that kind of thing is fun
Summer still is coming for us
Always Autumn stalks behind
Winter wins out in the end
Then sickly Spring stumbling in
I swear it's never been on time
We're laughing now in the embers of the evening
As all warmth fades from the day
Remember how you glowed so brightly
We were defended against pain
But we got somehow forgotten
God forgot what we were for
And this world burned out from beneath us
It's not life and or death anymore
It's not life and or death anymore
It's not life and or death anymore
It's not life and or death anymore
It's not life and or death anymore
We gathered all unbroken mornings
To blister pristine at your door
On dawn, dawn and days made formless
It's not life and or death
But we remain unfazed by daylight
Bruised not by the years onslaught
Blessed with bodies obsolete now
It's not life and or death anymore
(It's not life and or death anymore)
(It's not life and or death anymore)
(It's not life and or death anymore)
(It's not life and or death anymore)
Credits
Writer(s): Phoebe Janet Cross, Richard Lee Mandell, Myles Mccabe
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