The Globe - Landlady

Cut a piece of northern Idaho

Lay it down under the microscope

How can I know what grows unless I see it close?

Been staring at the globe too long

Put the pieces back together wrong

How far we’ve come from being just a page

It’s the modern age

Spinning out of control

Heading towards a black hole

Living under stars

Who knows how far we are

From home

We are from home

We are home

Nobody’s gonna take away

The opportunity for me to say

My family means more than your silly trees

Take a shovel to the Ivory Coast

Keep the pieces that I like the most

And when we’ve had our fill we’ll take the skies

And organize

Spinning out of control

Heading towards a black hole

Living under stars

Who knows how far we are

From home

We are from home

We are home

The millionaires don’t breathe

The same as you and me

I’m gonna drown the land and freeze the sea right before we leave

Spinning out of control

Heading towards a black hole

Living under stars

Heading towards a black hole

Living under stars

Heading towards a black hole

Living under stars