Palms Read
As often as always evolution is crawling from the sea,
Alive with urgency like suicide, like suicide,
Convinced the grass is greener on dry earth;
The march of serrated utterance like a soft cough
Muffled murmur sneaking through the lecture hall.
The crawl across the island, the sound of waves;
Embodied water sprouting legs as loud as gallop,...
All the young people who took a leap without faith into a riverbed
That drowns about as much as it saves.
...Cuffing down on ground against the cries of gravity.
Belly-up, half buried in the sand.
Extend a hand to the smallness of death.
Understand that only dying is this colossal
Creation shedding skin to find a perfect equilibrium like fossils.
All the young people who took a leap of no faith...
All the young cowards acting out...
All the young cowards acting out for the brave forever hurled
Into the waters of their indifferent graves.
For a million years raise your glass
We will never answer where we came from...
For a million years raise your glass in cheers
We will never answer where we came from only how we got...
For a million years raise your glass
We will never answer where we came from...
For a million years raise your glass
...only how we got here.
(Two minutes, and the lads are in for a surprise)
Alive with urgency like suicide, like suicide,
Convinced the grass is greener on dry earth;
The march of serrated utterance like a soft cough
Muffled murmur sneaking through the lecture hall.
The crawl across the island, the sound of waves;
Embodied water sprouting legs as loud as gallop,...
All the young people who took a leap without faith into a riverbed
That drowns about as much as it saves.
...Cuffing down on ground against the cries of gravity.
Belly-up, half buried in the sand.
Extend a hand to the smallness of death.
Understand that only dying is this colossal
Creation shedding skin to find a perfect equilibrium like fossils.
All the young people who took a leap of no faith...
All the young cowards acting out...
All the young cowards acting out for the brave forever hurled
Into the waters of their indifferent graves.
For a million years raise your glass
We will never answer where we came from...
For a million years raise your glass in cheers
We will never answer where we came from only how we got...
For a million years raise your glass
We will never answer where we came from...
For a million years raise your glass
...only how we got here.
(Two minutes, and the lads are in for a surprise)
Credits
Writer(s): Moe Carlson, Timothy Millar, Rody Walker, Luke Hoskin, Arif Mirabdolbaghi
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