Cicada Days (Live at Knitting Factory, Spokane, WA) Lyrics

The greener grass grows where the wildfires fertilize

With ashes of sparrows, peppered moths, and butterflies

Ghosts of trees and termites bloom in the beanstalk

And if you get lightheaded when standing too fast

Is it from shaking out the weight of phosphenes and pasts

Salt deposits on warm little rivers that burst from our words

And god knows crying ain't gonna change a thing

She said "take care," but I take more than I bring.

She said "It just feels inhumane to lose this much"

Cause when you leave, you know you take more than your love

Just one week of cicada days we're losing touch

And I know it just feels inhumane to lose this much.

Our nerves were braided under ceiling stars, they were all

Glow-in-the-dark, hanging over queen-sized

Purple waves of ancient chemicals

Just whisper

Did you ever build with those endangered bones?

Well the ground looks soft enough to bury this now

Oh please, oh no.

And then my sponsor said "Do nothing. Nothing works."

And it really did.

And then my doctor said "Don't do that if it hurts."

She said "It just feels inhumane to lose this much."

Cause when you leave, you know you take more than your love.

The seasons of cicada days we can't make up

And I know it just feels inhumane to lose this much.

Let all my red flags fade to white, yeah, I give up

Don't let me leave, I'll only take more than I gave. Okay, I'll pack my stuff

Here at the end of days, my god, what have I done?

Christ now it feels damn inhumane to get all I've dreamed of

Keep coming back, it works if you work it

So work it, you're worth it, it won't if you don't

One day at a time, tomorrow's too late, amen.