Don't know about humanity
Have you seen what they do?
Not sure about humanity
But I know that I love you
Don't know about my sanity
I'm sure I smiled and said I'm fine
Huddled round the light inside of me
It must be yours, don't think it's mine
How we go
How we go
Like toe prints in the snow
A word, a kiss, a broken heart
Not always in that order
Not sure about longevity
Seems getting older is a test:
How many people can you fit into
One heart
All at once and all the rest?
Where we stand
Where we stand
Like toe prints in the sand
With ninety ticks to midnight
So is that why you're calling?
Don't know about humanity
Have you seen what they do?
Not sure about humanity
But I know that I love you
How we try
How we try
Like falling from the sky
Feathers, ashes, wishes
And perfect flakes of ice
Is how we know
How we go
Like toe prints in the snow
Our word, our kiss, our broken hearts
Not always in that order
Only child of the lighthouse keeper
Never climb the stairs
Beyond the door with the lightning sign
Never in there, never in there
Only child of the lighthouse keepers
TV glow and their wine
Fortified to port and firing
Shots at each other
All through the night
Hey little friends in the rockpools
Hey little friends on the crags
Feather and bone
And the dead in the stones
Can we ever be lonely
If we are never alone?
Can we ever be lonely
If we are never alone?
Only child of the lighthouse keeper
Scrub and clean the stairs
Drowning dolls to find them later
In salty hollows
And drag them tender
Only child of the lighthouse
There's a wreck in everything
And the light keeps getting in
Radio, radio
There's one left alive
Hey little friends in the rockpools
Hey little friends on the crags
Feather and bone
And the dead in the stones
Can we ever be lonely
If we are never alone?
Can we ever be lonely
If we are never alone?
Can we never be lonely?
it rained this morning
the tram rails became
brimming canals
of jetsam sweet wrappers
and soggy cigarettes
the sparrow drinks
and plays in them
a grey-brown frivolous
the tram
bears down, oblivious
I want to leap out
slice through the coming disaster
scoop the feathery dot
to my palms
take it home in my pocket
raise it in a shoe box
feed it by eyedropper
I thought that everybody cried
At the sight
Of burning children
In the rubble
But some won't even
Try to hide
That they're cheering
On this spectacle
I saw some Preppers
On the news
Filthy rich and kinda clueless
Stacking food and ammunition
Wondering who
To pay to keep ’em safe
All the Bitcoin in the world
Is no investment when
What you'll need is love
Remember your heart
Your heart has possession
Of what makes it human
Its imagination
Remember your heart
It's one easy rhythm
Right there at the start
It made you from nothin’
Look for the peoples
Bearing stretchers
Made from scrap metal and rags
A tiny cry, any small shred
Of breath
Is ever worth the chance
I saw a picture
There were scores of people
Holding on tight to one man
Atop a high bridge
They were just passing
They did not know him
But they had to see him live
Remember your heart
Your heart has possession
Of what makes you human
Its imagination
Remember your heart
It's one easy rhythm
Right there from the start
It made you from nothin’
Everything creaks in this world
My children rode my shoulders before I was born
Their new finger whorls in the furrows of my brow
And I was born with this feeling
Shoulders passed along by bone
Lungs flowered like palms at a stream
Waiting for the air to come
In this world
Everything creaks
Grasses grind against the breeze
Springs of clothes pegs clutch at threads
Shedding rust in flecks, the dance of it
The bone keys and old grain
Pass along in pieces, and voices and hands
Graven and engraven with their little maps
Pressed into the path of chattering reeds
And I was born with this feeling
Everything creaks in this world
Finger line in dust, a book on the shelf
Open any page to the scent of your room
I could die of this feeling
Drifting in the wake of a Jupiter storm
My children named the moons before I was born
Feathers warble hey look what I found
In this world everything creaks
And I was born with this feeling
Bone keys so quaver thin
Everything creaks
~ Brendan Bonsack
** Audio previews are just part of the track. Please subscribe to listen to full tracks.