A vine in the cracks of a life's work
Shifting and flowing up
To find purpose under the sun
A moment of reprieve for
The art born from the dirt
That'll tear it all down
You can't fault the natural order of things
Someday these bones will be dust beneath
A sprawling city of human achievement
Flowing up for place under the sun
Do you see it now?
The gold on your back weighin you down
Come down
Do you see it now?
Do you see it?
Pride is a cancer born from the cracks and crawling skywards
I have been you
The shell on the street corner with change
Hungry hands
A sunset car ride with a bottle of meds
Or is it the canopy and rooftops?
A burst of color and the haze on your lims
Do you see it now?
Do you see it now?
The gold on your back weighin you down
Come down
Do you see it now?
Do you see it?
The vines will come for you
They always do
They came for me too
Gravity may not be a law
But all things will find ground
Pride is a cancer born from the cracks and crawling skywards
I have been you
The shell on the street corner with change hungry hands
The vines will come for you
They always do
They came for me too
Gravity may not be a law
But all things will find ground
We all know it exists
Do you see it now?
Do you see it?
Laid out under the orange red
Sun showers in your head
The palm soaked rooftops
Begging for the death from cancer of pride
On that empty street corner I'll keep walking
I will leave you behind
Shifting and flowing up
To find purpose under the sun
A moment of reprieve for
The art born from the dirt
That'll tear it all down
You can't fault the natural order of things
Someday these bones will be dust beneath
A sprawling city of human achievement
Flowing up for place under the sun
Do you see it now?
The gold on your back weighin you down
Come down
Do you see it now?
Do you see it?
Pride is a cancer born from the cracks and crawling skywards
I have been you
The shell on the street corner with change
Hungry hands
A sunset car ride with a bottle of meds
Or is it the canopy and rooftops?
A burst of color and the haze on your lims
Do you see it now?
Do you see it now?
The gold on your back weighin you down
Come down
Do you see it now?
Do you see it?
The vines will come for you
They always do
They came for me too
Gravity may not be a law
But all things will find ground
Pride is a cancer born from the cracks and crawling skywards
I have been you
The shell on the street corner with change hungry hands
The vines will come for you
They always do
They came for me too
Gravity may not be a law
But all things will find ground
We all know it exists
Do you see it now?
Do you see it?
Laid out under the orange red
Sun showers in your head
The palm soaked rooftops
Begging for the death from cancer of pride
On that empty street corner I'll keep walking
I will leave you behind