jason brock - "elephant" |
Elephant Youre standing I crawl, Youre flying I fall Skyscrapers, tin shacks, Sun shining goes black And ashes fall out of the sky Youre green light, Im red We shake hands pretend You purchase, I steal We both turn the wheel And fire breathes out of the ground There is black smoke rising to the clouds There is poison in the air we breathe There is virus coughing in the trees You drink from my cup Its never enough We kneel down and weep Pray our souls to keep And angels gather round the door There is nothing different than before There is ashes falling from the sky There is black smoke rising to the clouds There is nothing different than before |