Crash

Crash

Verse 1:  She is thinking about the masters of the world / all the great and small alike who recognize and bow / from the far east to the low west, and all spaces in between / difficulties in connecting with strange different kinds / some are considered too dark , while others are too loud / the natural fire, fire of the bones, touches everything

Verse 2:  He is thinking about the the hustlers of the world / all the great and small alike who succeed and fail / from the dirty south to the rich north, and all spaces in between / difficulties in appealing with traditions of various kinds / some are considered too soft, others are invisible / they share the times, ridicule, scorn and disasters / the artificial fire, fire of the bones, touches everything

Verse 3:  They are thinking about endless distractions / all the great and small alike who run off in their minds / from the seesaw temperatures of the center to every unaffected space / the problem of generations continues to be apathy / what is crucial to everybody is glaringly ignored / if the sun is brighter than usual, then tensions will worsen / just like the ground, everybody occasionally needs relief from the heat / the eternal life, fire of the bones, touches everything

Chorus 1:  When stillness and silence are interrupted / fear and rage are accumulated / the balance of being is distorted / and we crash into everything sacred

Chorus 2:  There is no celebration when blood ceases to flow / only a slow descent into sorrow / the balance of being is distorted / and we crash into everything sacred

Chorus 3:  Today is largely the same as years gone by / the confused and cowardly don't want to die / the balance of being is distorted / and we crash into everything sacred

Written by B. (Saturday, January 26, 2019) Copyright 2019