Box
I watched you try to tear across
You quickly end up back where you started
Caught up and lonely but mostly lost
Shoveling up the debris
Of ancient animal economies
The report of the soil
Primate tissue
Primate oil
Primate faces look a god awful lot like me
Box
Synapsis snapping thoughts
You report to one voice
I report to every noise
To myself and people puttering all around me
We are mostly made of water
We are mostly made of water
And I am the last in a line of monkey fathers
And let me sit still in my mind and not be bothered
By the shaking in the fault line
Hurricaned and left to dry
It's vomiting us up
Us primates got stuck with extra questioning functions
I ask when will it be gone
This ball of rock I ended up on
Spread of concrete sheets
Across breathing dirt and trees
You blow away the last of the leaves
And cover the country side with new black streets
We are mostly made of water
We are mostly made of water
And I am the last in a line of monkey fathers
And let me sit still in my mind and not be bothered
By a rise of a foreign sting
Oh these hornets must be hungry
They are poisoning me with their poisonous teeth
But you know me I simply fall back asleep
We are mostly made of water
We are mostly made of water
And I am the last in a line of monkey fathers
Let me sit still in my mind and not be bothered