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作词 : Will Wood
Greener grass grows where the wildfires fertilise
With ashes of sparrows, peppered moths, & butterflies
Ghosts of trees & termites bloom in the beanstalk
& if you get lightheaded when standing too fast
As if from shaking out the weight of phosphenes
& past salt deposits of warm little rivers that burst from our words
& God knows crying ain't gonna change a thing
She said take care, but I take more than I bring
She said"It just feels inhumane to lose this much
'Cause when you leave you know you take morе than your love."
Wake up in a cicada daze, wе're losing touch
& I know it just feels inhumane to lose this much
Our nerves were braided over ceiling stars
That will all glow in the dark, hanging over queen-sized...
Purple waves of ancient chemicals just whisper
& did you ever build with those endangered bones?
Well, the ground looks soft enough to bury this now
Oh, please, oh no!
& then my sponsor said"Do nothing. Nothing works."
& then my doctor said"Don't do that if it hurts."
She said"It just feels inhumane to lose this much
'Cause when you leave you know you take more than your love."
The seasons of cicada days, we can't make up
& I know it just feels inhumane to lose this much
Let all my red flags fade to white, yeah, I give up!
So, don't let me leave, I'll only take more than I gave
Okay, I'll pack my stuff...
Here at the end of days, my god, what have I done!?
& I know it feels damn inhumane to get a live dream done
Keep coming back, it works if you work it
So work it, you're worth it, it won't if you don't
One day at a time, tomorrow's too late, amen
