listen hereCalling spirits of the trees
Now Im pushing 98 degrees
the mountain's ash,
the river's steam.
I'm walking in the desert
stretching halfway 'cross the globe.
I'm mounting bodies,
bouncing bones
I'm coughing candy,
sucking stones.
I'm kicking cans.
bleeding sand.
If I'm the final man
to raise the glove
and fight your plan
Well, if I am
I throw my hand in.
Calling!
Falling!
I don't need this bandage 'round my eyes.
around my eyes...
You shall not steal these eyes!
- legendary pink dots