Lyrics
Flaxseed
Reduced to a pile of ashes
I guess that's what happens when matches
Light up much more than the night
Goddamn, it's killing me
That weight keeps pulling me under
Water
Suspended embryo in water
God is the earth, is my mother
A farmer and I am her seed
One way to shake that feeling
I'm stepping outside
I'm thinking it over
I'm stepping outside
I'm thinking it over
The sun in my eyes
A bird on my shoulder
I've got a lot of problems
I don't think I'll ever solve 'em
(Goddamn, it's killing me)
Boxed in
A coffin that's made out of carbon
An impure element of caution
A ribcage that's on its last breath
Asthmatic, shake that feeling
I'm stepping outside
I'm thinking it over
I'm stepping outside
I'm thinking it over
The sun in my eyes
A bird on my shoulder
I've got a lot of problems
I don't think I'll ever solve 'em
I've got a lot of problems
I don't think I'll ever solve 'em
I'm in the dining room clearing my head
Wish I was back in the dirt but instead
I'm eating the food that she grew for my plate
Taking for granted the gift of confusion
Thank you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I'm growing a garden and feeding the whole world
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love the way that she tastes
I'm stepping outside
I'm thinking it over
I'm stepping outside
I'm thinking it over
The sun in my eyes
A bird on my shoulder
I've got a lot of problems
I don't think I'll ever solve 'em
(Goddamn, it's killing me)
(That weight keeps pulling me under)
(Goddamn, it's killing me)
I've got a lot of problems
I don't think I'll ever solve 'em