Tektonik

I'm tired again and the salt tastes sweet Continental drift in my soul, my mind converging, crashing, coming home Glaciers melt down the vertebrae in my spine Condensate in the Mariana Trenches of my.. ...body Volcanic waves wake from their ancient cartridge slumber Communicate only through the arcane language of magma bones and oceanic crust Another mountain ruptured and my earth is flat again Mantle skin melts Earthly eruption dance of violent ethereal tranquility It's harmonic I am tired again and the salt tastes sweet Even mystic earthly waltz It's tectonic I was once Pangea Now it's all islands and bridges Nothing stays together long enough Not even the things that make you up You'll be something else Somewhere else It's tectonic It's what's beneath my feet that maims me A body that droughts I was just there to cover up the ugly parts The shore isn't where the water starts It's what escapes it It's all negative earth It's tectonic Do you see my mountains clench Do you see their cavities Do you see the dents in their peaks Do you see why these mountains can no longer eat Do you see why their bases keep on bleed It's tectonic