Coporeal

Small talk happens in my home town

Bodies walk but don't move too much around

It's a safe dirt nap town where you can make a friend

As fast as you can put one, put one in the ground

I never thought much of heart, beating or other wise

There wasn't much in the sound, wrapping my ears in

And you may say God's got it in for us

But I'm not sure he's around or anywhere to be found around

A glazed stare is a common one in this town

Tongues are known to hang as low as the clouds

You were gold when you arrived, but the rain came down

And showed that you were tin, that you were tin

It isn't nothing at all

Brushed off in a subtle way

You turn shallow

My fingers dip way in your skin

Exposing the scales you've been hiding

Covering this whole time

The sea may wash you away

The ground ate you whole

The trees may come alive

May come alive and constrict

The mountains may split

And cave into the turf

Forever infinite

Opened wide