Its land mine
Its coal mine
Its a bad thought
On the way to god don't know
my brain's the burger and my heart's the coal
I'm trying to get my head clear
I push things out through my mouth I get refilled through my ears
I'm on my way to god don't know or even care
my brain's the weak heart
and my heart's the long stairs
Inland from Vancouver shore
the ravens and the seagulls push each other inward and outward
in this place that i call home
my brain's the cliff
and my heart's the bitter buffalo
we tore one down, and erected another there
the match of the century
absence versus thin air
on the way to god don't know
my brains the burger and
my hearts the coal
In this life that we call home
the years go fast and
the days go so slow
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