Everything Sleeps

We can't change our world with more of the same of this (with words we've made up)

It mostly how we live

And even darkness has to sleep, or take its turn, in the sky. This is it?

But everyone can see this, and that sounds like a dream I'd like to make one day

But sacrifices must be made

We are all bold and we all fade

Until there's no soil left to sow

Watching dust float in the sunlight

Until there's nothing left on the bone

Drawing maps in our breath on the window

It won't always be this way, and sometimes nothing works

But if we give everything we have every single time

We might get to live what's next

This voice is barely a whisper. It is nothing

I am not this. You are everything

Wait! Listen, I will try and choke out some kind of mystery

We might not all get sleep, but we will all be changed

And then death won't be able to count a victory

My friends my enemies our bodies are empty

But even being empty has potential

The space between my head and heart I try and fill it with simple

Or innocence the shade behind our eyes

Our soul is at our teeth so speak through it

We can't keep what's not ours. It piles up and turns back to dirt

There's work in making long lives, but what is that worth?

When those who have nothing can see more clearly

How can we see more that way?

Instead of making laws for our own gain

When everything sleeps, how long will you?

Everything sleeps, how long will you?

Everything sleeps, how long will you?

There are warning signs louder than words can say

Because sometimes words get in they way

Where there is nothing, there is god

God is everywhere