cliffs broken off
so violently into the sea
that we all gather ‘round
and call this knife edge “beauty”
see from beneath
how they cut the sky?
And so we climb
to the edge
to offer, and withdraw
our deaths.
Leaving the dead life
Losing the time,
don’t fight it.
Lover I am
just like you;
I don’t want to die.
Take me to that place
that we know I can realize
how high.
Somehow
I’m gonna rid myself
of the bugs
the bugs
Leaving the dead life
Losing the time,
don’t fight it.
Hot sun beating down,
the only god we know of
Strong wind from the east
kick me in the back of my knees
and I’ll be kneeling to the end
calling out
the daylight!
(you’re wrong it’s the dead life)
the daylight.