Lyrics Skyward - Deca

Cast skyward by strange magic of Sun, Rain, Wind
Who can still doubt miracles?

Strange overtones, god bless the overgrown child that could
Hold his own throwin' stones at a sky full of drones
He clipped a wing then fell to earth and hit close to home
And found insects nesting in his mobile phone
It's wishful thinking that a song can heal a sick rose
I sit and pull thistles out my thick skull, live slow
Keep it simple, sweep the fallen leaves out the temple
When it's ten below freezin' and the cold wind blows
Some nights we overindulge, kick back, shoot the
Shallow shit, chew the pig fat, act on impulse
Met my love after Elohim sewed my ribs closed
With devils sellin' dreams at the disco. Took her hand and
Stumbled toward the exit, felt the pressure build
Precious virtuosic flesh clarinetist dressed to kill
I'll sit alone and watch the rain fallin' from your eyes
When they crack the seventh seal below the solemn summer sky

Birds in a cage (cage), rats in the belly (belly)
Snakes in the grass (grass), bats in the belfry (I been thinking)
About the ocean that professed love to Ishmael
While siftin' through the serpent-like intestines of a sick whale
(That sounds dangerous) beneath the sleep-like veil
I read the stomach lining of the beast like braille
And walk the street feelin' like my feet might fail
That- That's how I learn — you can do it too

I'm learnin' not to hold my tongue — but how to hold a tune
With a drop'a golden sun leakin' from an open wound
Below the full moon — reposin' in the womb
Stickin' acupuncture pins in your thick skull balloon
I make my way through the forest and chart progress
Followin' the queen, runnin' with sharp objects
Stop, catch your breath, set the hatchet down, dig a hole and
Bury it, god bless the poet proletariat
The lowly, lost laureate down on both knees
Chokin' back tears while the world moves at full speed
You give 'em time, they'll pilfer the village blind
What's ill is they're building shrines to realists and philistines
And hide shame with pride — I'm guilty of the same sin
Born with the same snake attached at the brain stem
Strange beautiful things losin' their wings
From heaven's promised heights to the crucible flames — listen:

Birds in a cage (cage), rats in the belly (belly)
Snakes in the grass (grass), bats in the belfry (I been thinking)
About the ocean that professed love to Ishmael
While siftin' through the serpent-like intestines of a sick whale
(That sounds dangerous) beneath the sleep-like veil
I read the stomach lining of the beast like braille
And walk the street feelin' like my feet might fail
That's how I learn — you can do it too