Order Meets Demand

I am the melody 50 feet above the streets A quaint sequence of notes That grabs you at the throat Somersaults into a bird Flying high above the herd Could've looked from down below But they did not even know To the dealer and the vendor With wares of life and death To the merchant and the peddler too Selling stocks in catching breath Do I ask too soon as I kneel before you To answer here at best How terrifyingly, reconciled the, Order meets demand When this wretched earth I leave Cover church aisles in confetti Let it be edged in stone Lastly moved out of home My mama, my mama Got out the womb, didn't get too far First I crawled, then I started to walk Then I cried but now I mostly talk To the dealer and the vendor With wares of life and death To the merchant and the peddler too Selling stocks in catching breath Do I ask too soon as I kneel before you To answer here at best How terrifyingly, reconciled the, Order meets demand