The trail out to the glaciers getting longer so you brace yourself Cuz you know you know you know what that means Take a picture, take a dozen, get up close and lay your hands on Somethin you well know you never shouldve seen Electric blue and dirty white, fractured galaxies inside Beads of air so old its clean And in the gaps of her retreat the kids n tourists laugh and tweet All tasting ice from the Pleistocene And we know we know what it means to Growing up they told my class youre gonna change the world And now well awe know we know we know they were right All our mustardseeded faith in us, the optimistic strength in us We really can move mountains when we try Natures cold, a killer queen, She favors fast and sharp and mean We take after Her She taught us all she knew And now so very fucking many face what very fucking few Have decided its within our rights and lifestyle needs to do I guess we won. Weve defeated What all used to stalk and eat us Safe and cozy, for a price But all of my recycling cycling bussing bleatingbleeding Beg and barter cannot buy back Ice from the Pleistocene It doesnt matter what we mean to Oh, from up above it all hits home Were all preoccupied and dizzy in the heights Oh, from up above it all hits home I am not copin but my eyes are open wide Youll find youll find me Flyin over mountaintops and tryin not to cry Flyin over mountaintops and tryin not to cry Flyin over glacier bones and tryin not to cry...
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