Sleeping Giant

“Mountains rose out of the plains we walk on” I wrote one night in a letter to Joan Time’s hands graze ancient Suspicions together Moons crash to Earth Folding sand into stone God was the common Him we prayed to I could hear her in sweetness, I could hear her in you Uncommon melodies inside an altar of worship In the humility of numbers In a nurture of truth Joan was one of the giants I knew If she got mad, I could be too Madness is as madness get lonesome Where Joan led I’d follow too Madness is as madness get wholesome Where Joan danced I’d always prance too “Madness that tires over the plans we build on” I wrote one night in a letter to Rush From a haggard casino patterned aft’ The story of God Built by men once so royal So hazard, so flush God was the common myth we lurked to I could hear Her in mercy, I could hear her in you To have mercy in ways we could hardly agree to Well, that’d be too good to be true But just right for you Rush was one of the giants I knew If he got sad, I’d get sad too Sadness is as sadness get lonesome Where Rush hoped I’d hope too Sadness is as sadness get wholesome Where Rush hoped I’d come home too A land of infidels everywhere But there were my giants They’re my stones true A land of infidels everywhere But so many giants So many stones true If the world’s really ending What have you done? What have you done? If the world’s really ending What have you done? Ya dum dum Have you ever seen a single cell die Seen it twitch, seen it look Afraid to move? I did, in a video once Animals prey to live, pray to hold it together Have you ever seen an atheist pray? I grew From an animal once Love carries me It’s the only fire of a self I knew Love marries me My narcissism was how my self-care grew Love carries me Love is the only fire of a self I grow Love buries me My love is the only fire of a self I know [Instrumental break] “Clarice, what could she hear; why her thoughts fire?” I wrote one night in a letter to God “First mover in me, who’s been pulling the strings? What moves us to evil? What moves us to talk?” Sweetness is the common hymn we pray to Pray enough sugar; to feel like we’re God Turn our plains into mountains, turn our plans into thots Damn right I’m elitist For what have you wrought? Elitism was one of the giants I prayed to If it said I was bad, I’d believe I been bad too Boldness is as boldness is obvious Where elitism roamed I’d always roam too Badness is as boldness oblivious Where elitism groaned I’d always groan too Badness is as badness gets tiresome Where elitism moans Yo humanity, listen I hate these fucks true But what can you do? As animals on Earth As animals on Earth What can you do really? But what can we do? As animals on Earth As animals on Earth What can we do really? I come alive, alive God is the ground we walk on God is the Earth, She’s in our free will too I don’t know why we can’t get it all perfect I know I been tryin’ I wanna know you I know I been tryin’ I wanna know you God is the Earth we walk on Her recognition is Our Century’s sleeping giant I know I been tryin’ I wanna know you Oh, I know I been tryin’ I don’t even wanna know you Oh I come alive, alive I come alive, alive The Second Coming of Jesus Christ Who knew?