[00:00.27]Great white puffs of lumbering buffalo
[00:07.04]
[00:09.15]Blanket the fishbowl sky and I am tired
[00:17.22]
[00:18.30]I sip my tea and sniff the ocean
[00:25.72]
[00:28.74]Not but an hour from now I will be home
[00:36.00]
[00:38.89]Swing me low mark me a coward
[00:46.18]
[00:48.36]The whims of the West must die
[00:52.25]
[00:53.32]Here is the resting ground
[00:57.19]
[00:58.41]Here is my smile my pink little toes
[01:06.63]
[01:11.92](Bound to your oil machines)
[01:16.60]
[01:18.30]Death to the civilized
[01:23.38](Hoarding the land and sea)
[01:28.15]
[01:28.96]Death to the civilized
[01:34.40](Stolen through violent means)
[01:39.42]
[01:40.27]Death when all want masquerades as need
[01:47.84]
[01:52.84]The marbled godwit line the coast
[01:59.94]
[02:01.59]I grasp for my straw cap;
[02:06.02]
[02:06.82]I'm lashed to my brave little raft
[02:11.17]
[02:12.13]The waves do toss this worthy vessel
[02:20.09]
[02:21.98]Impress on my tiny brain
[02:26.98]This strange and dangerous beauty
[02:31.49]
[02:32.92]I feel it's scale
[02:36.56]
[02:37.16]I feel its industry
[02:40.70]
[02:42.61]Making a flea of us
[02:47.33]And dusting us off
[02:50.44]
[02:52.18]And talks in a hush
[02:55.89]
[02:57.38]A little disappointed
[03:02.13]
[03:06.92](Bound to your oil machines)
[03:12.78]Death to the civilized
[03:18.49](Hoarding the land and sea)
[03:23.28]
[03:23.86]Death to the civilized
[03:29.65](Stolen through violent means)
[03:35.00]Death when all want masquerades as need