One after another
they moved so fluent
but they didn't step through it together they took
their leaps and bounds
i've never shook
the screams they let out
oh that sound
echoes in my head
so damn loud
so loud, pick
a pitiful flower
pluck another pedal
i'd do it myself
but here making metal
some to break the trees
and some to vacate
each broken piece
then some to take
the space where mother nature laid her, seeds
I don't want to speak
please leave
I come in peace
but i've got to eat
and we've got little ones
we need to feed
I grew up in your branches
I hope you understand this
is nothing personal
I don't want to hurt you
I understand fully, what
life is worth to you
thank you for supporting
a roof over my head
with the various dimensions
of all of your legs
if you weren't already dead, from being processed
then you must have suffocated being covered by the paint (x3)
...
you must have suffocated ....
you must have suffocated
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your life was perfect
your life was beautiful
i'm always nervous
nothing seems suitable
you weep through your willows we weep in our pillows
and sleep just the same
at the end end of each day
with nothing much say
we walk passed our own
that are hungry cold
left without a home
not a change in our face
just a forward glare
cause I don't quarter
in my pocket I can spare
and I don't have the time
to find out if they're sincere
but I don't think, no
I don't think you would care you'd bend a branch
before they could even ask
help them start a fire
to turn parts of you in ash
feed it when it gets low
and he's asleep, and
doesn't seem to know
choking in the smoke, but
no you won't complain
and you won't worry about him telling people your name
you'll be okay with
no one knowing all
that you did that day
since after all, that
wasn't why you did it
in the first place
in the first place
when I first saw you
you were tall
you were reaching for sun
and you reflected
every last bit of it's
luminescent essence
and when I came back to find you and stood
right where I always
stood right beside you
...I stood on concrete
...in the shadow
...of a structure
that scraped the sky
for only a moment
before it punctured ...where did I go?
...why did I leave? ...where have I been? ...where did they take you? ...what did they make you? ...into....
how can I fix this?
...i've made a mistake
I let you down
while I went to break ...myself
...and waste
everything I was dealt
all that my mother
and my father put their nails to the floor and
dug for
...and what do I have
to show for
since I'm not dead, from being processed
i'll probably suffocate in the mask I made (x3)
i'll probably suffocate ...
i'll probably suffocate in the mask I made....