Native Suns - Revivals or Riots lyrics

Oh You desultory man How could you be so lost and out of wind? Keep it together, stay inside your skin I am phosphorus and you are oxygen Let's just stop and begin again In the proverbial depths of distress I'm free to believe only what lies in front of me The Sun will reign over your delusion And penance is won When the eyes of our captor Roll back and discover That the operator is on the mend We'll pray again In the proverbial depths of distress I'm free to believe only what lies in front of me "Here, take this parachute... here, sow this seed" Hands on sky like homage to Atlas