Skyward - Deca

Cast skyward by strange magic of Sun, Rain, Wind

Who can still doubt miracles?

Strange overtones, god bless the overgrown child that could

Hold his own throwin' stones at a sky full of drones

He clipped a wing then fell to earth and hit close to home

And found insects nesting in his mobile phone

It’s wishful thinking that a song can heal a sick rose

I sit and pull thistles out my thick skull, live slow

Keep it simple, sweep the fallen leaves out the temple

When it’s ten below freezin' and the cold wind blows

Some nights we overindulge, kick back, shoot the

Shallow shit, chew the pig fat, act on impulse

Met my love after Elohim sewed my ribs closed

With devils sellin' dreams at the disco.

Took her hand and

Stumbled toward the exit, felt the pressure build

Precious virtuosic flesh clarinetist dressed to kill

I’ll sit alone and watch the rain fallin' from your eyes

When they crack the seventh seal below the solemn summer sky

Birds in a cage (cage), rats in the belly (belly)

Snakes in the grass (grass), bats in the belfry (I been thinking)

About the ocean that professed love to Ishmael

While siftin' through the serpent-like intestines of a sick whale

(That sounds dangerous) beneath the sleep-like veil

I read the stomach lining of the beast like braille

And walk the street feelin' like my feet might fail

That- That’s how I learn — you can do it too

I’m learnin' not to hold my tongue — but how to hold a tune

With a drop’a golden sun leakin' from an open wound

Below the full moon — reposin' in the womb

Stickin' acupuncture pins in your thick skull balloon

I make my way through the forest and chart progress

Followin' the queen, runnin' with sharp objects

Stop, catch your breath, set the hatchet down, dig a hole and

Bury it, god bless the poet proletariat

The lowly, lost laureate down on both knees

Chokin' back tears while the world moves at full speed

You give 'em time, they’ll pilfer the village blind

What’s ill is they’re building shrines to realists and philistines

And hide shame with pride — I’m guilty of the same sin

Born with the same snake attached at the brain stem

Strange beautiful things losin' their wings

From heaven’s promised heights to the crucible flames — listen:

Birds in a cage (cage), rats in the belly (belly)

Snakes in the grass (grass), bats in the belfry (I been thinking)

About the ocean that professed love to Ishmael

While siftin' through the serpent-like intestines of a sick whale

(That sounds dangerous) beneath the sleep-like veil

I read the stomach lining of the beast like braille

And walk the street feelin' like my feet might fail

That’s how I learn — you can do it too