The Weather

(Sullivan/Monger ) 2019

We will not be satisfied, for there’s nothing we cannot alter
Until we find a cure for death, until we walk upon the water
There came a time when I could make sense of nothing
So I went down to the little shrine to wash away the sins I was carrying
There was a moment of absolution, the blessed light shone down from the heavens
Was just about the time that the gunmen burst in firing
It’s pretty hard to think at all when all around is screaming
Electricity charge crackles in the air
The lightning is going to strike but we don’t know where or when
But we know that it’s coming
As we change just like the weather
The winds blow a little stronger
The high tide reaches a little further up the beach
And the sun burns a little hotter

And we all grow a little madder as the pressure rises a little higher
And you and I we just get harder and the spaces between us wider

Now beauty and landscape are what appear on the screen
Where the forests have been manicured and the oceans are clean
Through the telescopic sights, the drones and the satellites
We can sit back in a chair and stalk our prey
We command the machines and the machines obey
The animals turn in panic and try to get away
We fetishize the things we love and then kill them anyway
And deep in the ground, amongst the bones, a million dragons teeth are sown
While high above the systems realign in a swirl of water and air
And we change just like the weather
The winds blow a little stronger
The high tide reaches a little further up the beach
And the sun burns a little hotter
And we all grow a little madder as the pressure creeps a little higher
And the rivers flow a little deeper and the floodwaters rise a little further
And the hillsides they grow drier and the fires catch a little faster
And you and I we just get harder and the spaces between us wider

Published by PRS/MCPS

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