from the perspective of a (not so) gentle earthquake.
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long red stripes in the sand and the seeds in the ground
i've shaken hands with the beach and all the trees all around
the villagers and all of the leaders pack up and leave town
this is how i made a living watching down from the clouds

i will never let you all, fall into the fault, you know
i will never let you all turn your heads inside of your homes

minutes pass into decades and you begin to tremble faster
i made a list of all the simple tactics that nobody will ever master
i've shaken hands with everybody in the city and we're only gonna
throw them backwards, throw them back words

i will never let you all, fall into the fault, you know
i will never let you all turn your heads inside of your homes

i will never