The Pines

[Verse 1]

Will we live polite or travel legs?

Legs that travel time, but believe i can

Mine that yellow gold where the horses ride

Next I'll believe in the guillotine

[Chorus]

Don't carry all that weight upon you

You'll feel better soon, I know you will

Busy soul feels heavy under

These electric machines

[Verse 2]

Swinging mighty hard

Swinging mighty fast

Under coal trains that are deep with fill

Clouds forming eyes and the chorus rings

The horses always ride so much faster, son

[Chorus]

Don't carry all that weight upon you

You'll feel better soon, I know you will

Busy soul feels heavy under

These electric machines

[Verse 3]

Will we break free or will we fail?

With the coal that's alight at the fingertips

Such a shiny, covert-run addiction

That smile gnashes swords and scissors that cut

Bellies that hold with the shoveling snow

Shiny red pains empty into new homes

Will we break free or will we fail?

With the coal that's alight at the fingertips

[Chorus]

Don't carry all that weight upon you

You'll feel better soon, I know you will

Busy soul feels heavy under

These electric machines