Great white puffs of lumbering buffalo
Blanket the fishbowl sky, and I am tired
I sip my tea and sniff the ocean
Not but an hour from now, I will be home
Swing me low, mark me a coward
The whims of the West must die
Here is the resting ground
Here is my smile, my pink little toes
(Bound to your oil machines)
d**h to the civilized
(Hoarding the land and sea)
d**h to the civilized
(Stolen through violent means)
d**h when all want masquerades as need
The marbled godwit line the coast
I grasp for my straw cap
I'm lashed to my brave little raft
The waves do toss this worthy vessel
Impress on my tiny brain
This strange and dangerous beauty
I feel it's scale
I feel its industry
Making a flea of us
And dusting us off
And talks in a hush
A little disappointed
(Bound to your oil machines)
d**h to the civilized
(Hoarding the land and sea)
d**h to the civilized
(Stolen through violent means)
d**h when all want masquerades as need