Burn these high rises back into a ghost town
Of iridium-white clouds
Matted close against the ground
While the sky hangs empty as a frame
See the reddening horizon line
Feel the planet spilling on the space time
All the way down Somerset, I take pictures of cement
For the history books on Mother Earth
To the west now it begins
In the sound waves in the wind
There is an echo going by me
Of the mountains caving in
And the potted roads and I
Knew that one day we would die
And become smooth and whole again
Like the ash that sweeps the sky
Some day a shooting star is gonna shoot me down
Burn these high rises back into a ghost town
There's holy water lying in the crater well
Heavy metals, high test gasoline
Blessed singularity
A telescoping memory
Where the sky still flickers through the leaves
Some day a shooting star is gonna shoot me down Burn these high rises back into a ghost town Of iridium-white clouds Matted close against the ground While the sky hangs empty as a frame See the reddening horizon line Feel the planet spilling on the space time All the way down Somerset, I take pictures of cement For the history books on Mother Earth To the west now it begins In the sound waves in the wind There is an echo going by me Of the mountains caving in And the potted roads and I Knew that one day we would die And become smooth and whole again Like the ash that sweeps the sky Some day a shooting star is gonna shoot me down Burn these high rises back into a ghost town There's holy water lying in the crater well Heavy metals, high test gasoline Blessed singularity A telescoping memory Where the sky still flickers through the leaves Explain Request ×
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