
Chiaroscuro
what have we become?
oh my words and our little homes
while the world is waiting for my sacrifice
oh lord send me a child so I can make him christ
we have surely lost our way
rockets fall to the ground like snow
let's make a red red riot
let's make a big bright fire
cause we're all so tired of this
but we still crush dreams it seems
these accidents are ours
we're indifferent cowards
in this reckless choir we dwell
go grasp for the idle bells
Yr Heart Isn't A Heart
it will blow our brains out
(in the morning in the rain we will swiftly go insane)
and the snakes will eat our souls
(that's what I've been told)
and the preacher has a plan
(he conducted all the thoughts that lay buried in my head)
he was wrong about the past
(but the future's dark)
don't you feel the chemicals?
(that are spinning us around making terrifying sounds)
and a missil sun fell down upon my solitude
would you like crucify?
(the broken and the poor, all the children we ignore)
would you care to join the lie that we are fighting for?
oh mother earth
for a minor worried shout
let us televize your heart
oh mother earth
your old heart is bleeding
oh mother earth we are sorry and blind
Arrows
the hands are reaching for the bright black morning light
our leader down on his knees right before our eyes
and suddenly we're coming home
we're growing strong
we're coming home again all through this little wonder
and all of you
destroyed with nothing but a stone or two
lay down your sword, this boy turned gold from blue
before the men take off your crown, be true
the arrows float over us
so hear the children play
the same old songs the same old plan
hear the old folks pray
because then you'll understand that
the sun will shine
the rain will fall
the sun will shine again
all through this little wonder
and all of you
destroyed with nothing but a stone or two
lay down your sword, this boy turned gold from blue
before the men take off your crown, be true
the arrows float over us
We Were The Core Seeds
we cover heads to rest our bones
we cover for the thrown stones
we travel with our stories told
they think they know us but they don't
we sing our gentle songs of hope
we sing around a fire cold
we blow away the winds of gold
now my tripper is gone
and they laugh as we stumble / cry as we rise
on this mountain I found my goal in time
of course it is windy
our frozen feathers won't fly
still their eyes are closed
I suppose they think they know us
but they don't know what we know
to kneel to feel the real is all
and where all the animals go
we build our homes on feeble logs
we were the core seeds
now we plead low
they say
trust the bible
trust the banker
there is a reason there are monsters sleeping
now we can hear messy hearts beating
or just the wall between
they think they know us but they don't know what we know
sedduce me
attract me
produce me
come swallow me
I'd loose it all to shine
under my coat and skin water will still crawl in
and down, down, down
Caressed
trembling glass in concrete walls
I built my house upon a rock
broke no trees and broke no bones
as nothing seemed to happen
but now
the tip tap toes
and the splendid joy
in all our poses still we know
caressed with bones that burn my ridged fingers
blessed and blown by your love
caressed with bones that burn
now the avalanche is here
let's follow
oh my god so hard to believe
your words they sometimes disappear
hiding in my family's home
I'm grateful for the peace there
but now
the tip tap toes
and the splendid joy in all our pauses still we know
caressed with bones that burn my ridged fingers
blessed and blown by your love
caressed with bones that burn
now the avalanche is here
we'll follow you 'till the end
Beast
tigers and lions
angels and paper planes
don't be the first to walk out the door again
there is a beast there a beast
and then
my heart will beat again
my soul will sing thy name
the fields won't stay the same
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