Absurdity - Trace Mountains

The absurdity is mine, and I hold it tight

And I want everyone to see it from my eye, eyes

That golden shine 'cross the country light

That I always think would be falling from the lips of the lord into.

The crucible of history, which is always burning brightly

Which is heaped in the Goddamn country, stooped by the sea

And we are all on our own, there is no kindness

There is only violence and smartphones

Standin' in the country and I’m about to be

Three miles up a trail looking down

There’s like a deep green sea of tree’s

The clouds pass over and my knees get weak

Oh, and driving through this country

I’ve seen the life that’s around, so the wifi abounds

I feel a deep heartbreak and a longing

I almost forgot what it means to be

Standing in this country, I drew a gun from the ground

Clocked it up and shot around

I felt my phone buzz tenderly, I heard the notification dinging

It was a complicated mess of history, it was a mystery

It was absurd and it was inhuman to me, standing in the country

Breathing to absurdity

But I guess this means that I can be

A part of the ever unfolding nature