Buried Lyrics

I'm up upon the bank now

That I knew as a boy

And as the light is fading

It brings clarity and joy

And joy

So I let it wash right through me

So I can get my fill

Of the deepest blue capillaries

Running 'tween

The sedimentary sills

Do not paint me as a portrait

Take the creases of my face

As creeks and valleys

And as I age

They'll form

A roadmap

Of this place

Though I'm present in my body

I feel distant still

Though the wheels of my metal capsule traveler

Are grounded on this winding gravel

We are rolling with the hills

Do not paint me as a portrait

Take my knuckles dry and pale

As cliffs of stone

Oh my fragile bones

Though still moving

They are buried in this place