Black Budget

There’s a black budget on the table
11 tons of cash every few days
you think you got to worry about what’s in the news
why don’t you just turn it off
and tune innate clear sight
on the future of this place we call home

i looked into my crystal ball
i wanted to see before the fall
but all i could see was you and me
dancing on the head of infinite

they were building a fortress in the ground
they were cutting deals w/ grey men they found

orpheus’ lyre in the sky
his disembodied head
singing down the hebrus

i got too much to say
silence is bliss
take a walk in the woods
there’s no conspiracy amongst the leaves
they don’t steal their light
and when it come time to fade they burn
everything is waiting
for us to come around

all those fortresses beneath the earth
dulce new mexico area 51
the grey men drinking spinal fluid on ice
laughing at orpheus’ lyre in the sky

what do we matter but matter
i got fifty bucks on heaven in the third
but how do i know it’s not fixed

don’t they have anything better to do
than mine our gold. theirs is infinite
and this is my land in your land

all is love and what;s not to love
i’m afraid to leave this cage
more than i’m afraid to die
i’m afraid to leave this cage
more than i’m afraid to die

what would the domesticated do
on their own
what would we do
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