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A Healthier Olympics

from I Made You Something by The Island of Misfit Toys

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lyrics

We get so heavy and we've gotta let it breathe, breathing heavy, heaving
levies full of ocean that the continents float in
I perceive an eye and a network deep in the
center of my Earth-church, gauging our worth, first
steps; I'd like to sing to every leaf I see in hope of
some sort of Communion, I'll maybe reach to it, let the
people concede, let the public ascend, and let the
tops of buildings, houses, and trees accept new denizens

We hear a sigh and it's a signal, we hear a loud
scream from the mantle, it's a pitfall; it's just the first,
thankfully, almost like a healthier olympics, meant to
unionize the planet, but without the ugly competition
Soon enough, higher places filling up, and we
look down at the bottom like the ugliness of Sodom, like “I
can't believe I spent so much time on the surface of a
being determining what my worth it,” after all
A human being is a hyphen
that's been between the words hole-shaped
A human being is a pigpen
with a temporary set of landscapes
A human being is a rough gem
Dig hard to find what's great
A human being is a human being is a human being is a human being is
This is not how it used to be
King of it all now we fall so foolishly
Who's to blame? You or me?
We live above what life used to call its proud son for centuries
They're all stone now, they're all cold now
I'm feeling bright and warm. holy sweet
Angelswarm slow down, we were right to ascend
before its and our bodies broke down
Now how about a little less catastrophe?
Naturally, the physically unfit refused to move and atrophied
in a spectrum cement; their neglect is somewhat
a certain kind of blasphemy, without them we're living happily
Breathe body breathe if it means we need to leave then we'll leave
And we left
Now there's common ground, though it's not evident
Birthed by the earth; a new human
We are heaven sent

A human being is a hyphen
that's been between the words hole-shaped
A human being is a pigpen
with a temporary set of landscapes
A human being is a rough gem
Dig hard to find what's great
A human being is a human being is a human being is a human being is
And lately, I want to know what bit me
to make me sift through ancient history
and dog-ear every page that shaped this modern age
Because lately, I feel hopeless
Hugged hard by soft hypnosis
The Earth breathes, we bounce like babies, so we calm down and sleep

This is falling in love
with something that can't move
With a movement based in toothless, half-true shit
It's like missing the basket, and still raising the roof
It's kid gloves inside the vocal booth
We assume it's laced with ruthless, monsoon spit
But it just missed the track-list
It wasn't telling the truth

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from I Made You Something, released August 28, 2015

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