Cool Air - Firmament

Tread softly, open water doesn’t freeze

All that solidly

You mocked away my epitaph

A gaze as warm as north winds can be.

Always such a pretty face

A sweet, dirty little whore.

The empty tears of all those years

Reveal a cold machine.

Did you expect to see me here?

Always just out of sight, I am.

Walker of the thinnest spaces,

Watching waters withhold the weight from me.

And all you said to me

Keeps coming back in dreams.

The sun and moon conspire to keep it written in the sky.

The empty husks of ancient beings

Producing oil from the sea

To well it up again and

Fuel their cold machine.

Oh, God what have I done?

I crossed the void of shadow,

I walk along this road,

I’ve been walking the longest road.

I’ve been forced to cast myself aside.

The atom’s movement called me out.

The pain I’ve wanted to subside

Still jolts the others.

Here I stand before you,

I’m a loser.

Never heard it put a better way

So I’m clawing at the bottom.

I’m clawing at the bottom.

Left and right and back and forth I’m swaying

Looking for the light of day, so far away.

I’m clawing at the bottom,

I’m clawing at the bottom.

Oh, God what did I get myself into.

Oh, God what could I have done better?

Oh, IA IA Tiamat.

Tread softly, open water doesn’t freeze

All that solidly.

You mocked away my epitaph.

A gaze as warm as north winds can be.

Oh, God what have I done?

I crossed the void of shadow.

I walk along this road,

I’ve been working the longest hours.

I’ve been forced to cast myself aside

The atom’s movement called me out.

The pain I’ve conjured put aside

To join the others.