I raised my head from the riverbed and I tasted the air
I built my home of oak and stone and I feasted on the animals and earth
I raised my kids in modern beds and I taught them to take what's theirs
I built this town on god and doubt and science
An economy of fear
I drained the pond and the woods beyond for dinner and the river for a song
The more I've got the more I want. I'm blinded
But I'm waking up
Tired eyes open wide
Blossom iris into lily white
Tired eyes open wide
Salty brine - bluest sky
Tired eyes open wide
Either side - all these veins of light
