Sedimentary

How careless are we to wonder Apart from the stream It hides itself in channels deep To exist but to never behold You know Discard your beliefs and squander Such trivial thoughts for the future Catching and releasing won't put dinner on your plate When you wound something that great you've got to want it In your waking hours you find you're tethered to some line Escaping every single time, you've got to disconnect it But you're still prine for mistaking the sky For the shore collecting wealth we've long cast aside When you need her most you throw yourself into the silt Sort of cleansing off some guilt, but getting dirty all the same My god, she goes by many names I can't discern which one rings true What keeps me grounded or unglued If I should dwell or think it through into some lost paradigm Ruin your mind There's an agent of change on the wind Through the storm door to end everything She sings