The trail out to the glacier’s getting longer so you brace yourself
‘Cuz you know you know you know what that means
Take a picture, take a dozen, get up close and lay your hands on Somethin’ you well know you never should’ve seen
Electric blue and dirty white, fractured galaxies inside
Beads of air so old it’s clean
And in the gaps of her retreat the kids ‘n tourists laugh and tweet
All tasting ice from the Pleistocene
And we know we know what it means to
Growing up they told my class ‘you’re gonna change the world’
And now well a-we know we know we know they were right
All our mustard-seeded faith in us, the optimistic strength in us
We really can move mountains when we try
Nature’s cold, a killer queen, She favors fast and sharp and mean
We take after Her; She taught us all she knew
And now so very fu*king many face what very fu*king few
Have decided it’s within our rights and lifestyle needs to do
I guess we won. We’ve defeated
What all used to stalk and eat us
Safe and cozy, for a price
But all of my recycling cycling bussing bleating/bleeding
Beg and barter cannot buy back
Ice from the Pleistocene
It doesn’t matter what we mean to
Oh, from up above it all hits home
We’re all preoccupied and dizzy in the heights
Oh, from up above it all hits home
I am not copin’ but my eyes are open wide
You’ll find you’ll find me
Flyin’ over mountaintops and tryin’ not to cry
Flyin’ over mountaintops and tryin’ not to cry
Flyin’ over glacier bones and tryin’ not to cry...