The Earth
I can feel her ash dance across my skin
We’re all suffocating.
Breathing in our rash decisions
Temporary healing with desensitize destruction
Blunt force trauma
We have ruptured.
Our fear spewing turmoil
Ignorance vomiting toxic waste but we eat it up…
We eat it up
We love the sweet taste of selfishness
This self-absorbed meaning of existence
We have built up our own consequences
Our fall back in fairy tales
And I’ll tell you,
Never trust a venomous tongue
The dirt is soft
That sensational feeling
So electrifying
The feeling of home that shoots through your veins
The smell of morning dew
Like fresh cut grass after a rainy day
Home…
Freshly picked wheat grinding between your teeth
The sweet rhythm of the waves crashing beneath your feet
The vibration of the wind as we glide our hands through the sky on a sunset summer day enjoying a dirt road car ride
The magic when you tried to look beyond the moon while the crickets sing and the locus screamed too,
Never trust a venomous tongue
The Earth
Breath that in
Toxic vibration pulsing beneath your skin
Your suffocating on your own virus
Do you see how pretty that ash is dancing across your skin
You're suffocating on your own consequences for believing in meaningless words from a venomous tongue when a life is at stake.
And were all still sitting here foolishly
Drinking up our own toxic waste
We drink it up, We drink it up
While species are evaporating from existence
We heal ourselves with blunt force trauma
Immobilized in our self-destruction
We are suffocating on our own comprehension
We sit here foolishly drinking up our own toxic waste
We drink it up, We drink it up
Breathing in our rash decisions
Temporarily healing with desensitized destruction And we love the taste of selfishness
We drink it up
Never trust a venomous tongue
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