Rose Quartz Tomb - Time

Oh my god the walls are closing in, I’m close to sin, where you been?

Deep breaths count to 10, anxiety wins, paper bag I’m blowing in

Mind is a prison, the warden grins, in my back the sword is in

My key is the pen, I need a friend, one that doesn’t betray me again

Blood on my chin, sharks in the water, I can see their fins

Where to begin?

Ouroboros, start is the end, enter the void we’re in

Swimming for survival in amidst of all the libel and rivals

Waiting on a revelation, 4 jockeys from the bible’s arrival

Tripping watching the sky fall, I finally opened my 3rd eyeball

Staring in the eyes of a child I know my DNA is tribal

Watching the environment collapse I feel I stabbed you in the back

You grab my finger and laugh, I guess life is as simple as that

Now days giving food to your family is a revolutionary act

Community over competition is where the solution is at

They got their boots and their packed, coming for the truth with an ax

They don’t need proof or facts, they won’t leave with a root intact

I won’t be a host to your pain I won’t cry if your relapse

I see ghosts in the rain when will these lies collapse?

Society put a mask on you, you better rip it off

Before the glue starts to harden and you forget who you are

I see dead leaves falling like letters addressed to the ground

Caressing the graves in the cemetery without making a sound

Dear ghost I hope you read the leaves and whisper the wisdom in my ear

Cause in this city I lost track of nature trapped in this system of fear

I’m just a parasite polluting and pillaging my paradise

Playing craps with death with a loaded pair of dice

I’m writing to myself as much as I am to you

Cuz only when I’m drunk off this ink is when I can tell you the truth

I held your hand by the willow tree it was hard to let go

You screamed falsetto you were grabbed by the strings of Geppetto

Every star is a silver bullet giving light to our werewolf hearts

We both don’t have the answers but this conversation is a start

Under a tuxedo moon I watch the city blink and bloom

It looks like a citrine carpet from this rose quartz tomb

I walk down from the mesa in the periwinkle light

Donating blood to mosquitoes waiting for that mountain lion to bite

This town used to be host to fascists, the klan in the 20s

Now they all run corporations and killed democracy with money

Plexiglass faces, amidst racists, my soul I misplaced it

Billion pounds of food cooked but not tasted, just wasted

Saw an American bag blowing in the wind I didn’t think it was beautiful

Just thought about more waste and pollution as usual

I can smell the rusting shells of refineries listen to the iron sing

Empty paychecks is what the miner brings, black lung now the miner can’t sing

These syllables kill fascists, 187 on the cop in my mind

Seek and you’ll find a dead planet you’re on now you can’t rewind

We gave the earth a fever, she’s gonna kill us with her weather

I’m sorry for talking about depressing shit but it makes me feel better

I don’t wanna be cynical, I wanna be sincere

I’m tired of irony, I’m looking for happiness in the mirror

He said Chris I’m too aware to be addicted

That’s what he said before the last shot hit him

There’s a difference between life and living

There’s a difference between being nice and giving

I’m not trying to save the world, you’re not the one to blame

I’m just trying to keep my soul maybe it’s one in the same