/ Body Moon (400 Years too Late)

Looking upward, better than

Being cast downward

The light shines through the smog and

The dew sets the same, sticky mess

It was salty then like now, and the

Body moon rises all the same

To see it in it's glory,

No one around, some dead

Some alive, ones to cast the living

It's been like that for some time now

But for miles on end in all directions

We didn't see it coming, born 400 years

Too late

It's all the same to us

Hotels and strip malls line the shores

But when was it once a feat to see

The ships a hauling in the stains of

Time

And to oxidize the nation, with one

Fell swoop we see it

Sand mixed still and just as we pass

Bauxite litters the scene

It's not our fault, we'll clean it up

But this hear, this transcript, not

Not even my native tongue

It captures all, and still yet we are free

The mind wanders too and fro

And although it seems free

Its fun riding along the tracks

For if we were free, derail we shall

And turn the sources outward

Running and hiding like children in the wood

We didn't see it coming, we knew it all

All along

The end that follows, is of our hand

Never bite the one that feeds you

But burn your own

And as you travel that great sun bleached

Strip

Remember and turn, when glass beads

Bought land, you weren't even a thought

And still yet the snow falls

So much cold, ain't seen the sun in ages

We sit and think reading the books of time

Long since passed, but it's all we know

Born 400 years too late, the aftermath

The time has stopped, the clocks don't run

We don’t need them; we have this, and the reminder

Of a remainder of 1,000 years too late

But in starring at the crayons like someone

From a world of water I see

And think

In a pretty picture, what if we just let them

Keep their own land?