In a lifted look
From a baited hook
Bailing on the stream
In the penny brook
Such courses I devoted most to dreams
Well my soul's in flux
Since the crook's my queen

Caught himself in the molten look
Your mortar shifts a little more each year
Would you build yourself back up?
Would you build yourself back up?

It's unclear and inhuman
Not to tend to the light
No matter my brother
We're all here 'til you die
We can't all be martyrs
But I'm looking for to stuff a red rose in the barrel of a gun
It all comes together at once

I've so many sons that I can't love
I just want what's best for everyone
Imbue their flesh with tenderness
And if you'd bless them
Bless them first
With expectationlessness

Meager moments
Your symphony rise
From the sodden earth
Through the turbulent sky
Was it tragic the flipside to your laughter?
How you condemn the space
But celebrate the shape it takes
Meager moments
Meager moments

We do not demand peace
We are peace
We do not demand peace
We are peace
We do not demand peace
We are peace
We do not demand peace
We are peace
We are peace
We are peace
We are peace
We are peace