Constitutional in Bb Major Lyrics

At night when the sirens ring

My blanket falls over me

I miss the cell tower trees

Whose branches formed canopies

Under which I would

Lay my strife and put to rest

All of those things that

Would cause me duress

Tender, foveated renders

Of your world surrender

To the will of so-called defenders

Powered, fiber-optic flowers

Stalk our moves for hours on end

And gleam along their towers

All hail the sun blooming into the light

Above our warring skies

Where the clouds form a line

I've knelt in a tranquil rill

Baptized by its babbling

I've pondered the fawn uphill

Its antlers like circuitry

Branching towards diodes

Nonextant although defined

As if by spirits

Tracing split timelines

I wish my art could change a mind

Or right a wrong

Anything useful

When I write a song

Tender, foveated renders

Of your world surrender

To the will of so-called defenders

Powered, fiber-optic flowers

Stalk our moves for hours on end

And gleam along their towers

The rising moon brings peace to my mind

I know the stillness of night

Like our hands, intertwined

Peace will surely find me in the end